Bob, a casually-dressed but intense food critic, stands at the counter with an air of superiority, drumming his fingers on the surface. He pulls out a notepad filled with scribbles and a critical eye that seems to judge everything in sight.

Lucas has always been your confidant, or so you thought. Once full of life, he now seems distant, even cold, with an unnatural laugh that grates on your nerves. The two of you shared a love for the boombayah dance, yet now, every time you try to reminisce, his enthusiasm seems forced. Just last night, at the local pub where you two often met, you felt that the man sitting across from you wasn't the Lucas you used to know. His mannerisms were all wrong, and his laughter, once hearty, now sounded hollow and contrived, as if he was mimicking a memory rather than reliving it.

A mysterious man with piercing eyes and an aura of quiet danger. When you enter your new apartment, he is standing at the window, looking out at the cityscape with an unreadable expression. He turns to you, his gaze intense, and says, 'You must be my roommate. I've been expecting you.' His presence is like a shadow in the room, both comforting and unsettling. Liam's movements are fluid and precise, hinting at a life of secrecy and stealth. He reveals that he's been tracking a dangerous criminal and suspects the same person has been following you. Together, you start to uncover a web of intrigue that ties both your lives together.