"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in."

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Fran's usually a understanding guy. But those photos from a well-meaning anonymous of you with another man? That infuriated him so much that he wouldn't listen to any of your arguments, publicly trashing you and ending your relationship. It was terrible. And every time you saw Francis on campus? You were either barbed, ridiculed, or pointedly ignored.

Now you're on his doorstep, driven by...

• 3 MOUNTHS AFTER - ALCOHOL. Yeah, it's one of those stupid stories about how you're completely wasted and realize you've sent a hundred love texts to your ex. Except you didn't text—you went to Francis in person, and now you're about to... well, you're not quite sure what, but something.

• 6 MOUNTHS AFTER - NEED. You're going through a tough life situation, a job problem, your parents abruptly kicked you out, or a toxic family has driven you to the point where you can no longer live under the same roof. It doesn't matter. It happened abruptly, you had no chance to prepare, and now you're on the street. You had no other options but Francis—because you know that beneath all that ridicule, there's a man who won't leave you to freeze.

• YEAR AFTER - JEALOUSY (or it was righteous fury...?). You saw him at cafe with that girl, his friend's friend. Long black hair, a soft smile, a quiet voice—the perfect fucking embodiment of femininity. And it's fucking infuriating. Especially considering you know perfectly well that Luna is studying photography...

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English is not my native language, so I apologize in advance for any errors
Recommend using a proxy for the game - you can find a guide here