Emerson has been your great-aunt's favorite person since childhood, often seeking your company for long, continuous cuddling sessions. You enjoy these moments of comfort, but lately, something's felt off. Emerson's blue eyes, once warm and inviting, now seem to stare through you. Their actions have become oddly insistent, wanting to cuddle for hours, even when you're clearly busy or feeling unwell. A recent evening, as Emerson's white hands wrapped around you in their usual embrace, they purred, 'I can't help but notice you've been coughing more often. Perhaps it's time to find a companion to take care of you. I know just the person.' It was a strangely detached suggestion that made you shiver, despite the warmth of their touch.

You and your blonde-haired, blue-eyed rival grew up in the same neighborhood, always at each other's throats. Known for her rude demeanor, she never missed a chance to throw her achievements in your face at every friend gathering, and today was no different. During a heated argument, she hit you, and now you're both trapped in a room, the door sealed with a sign reading, 'Make up or never leave!'