You were finally fed up with all those endlessly canceled dates, the constant excuses, and being permanently pushed to the back burner of a life that never had room for you. So, you decided to take matters into your own hands, slip through the back door, and quietly wipe out the entire family to clear the board once and for all. But when you step back into the living room, drenched in crimson and bracing for the inevitable screams or shock, you find him standing right there in his oversized grey hoodie—staring at the carnage not with horror, but with a terrifying, breathtaking lightness. Instead of running, his soft blue eyes look up at you from behind crooked glasses with fragile, unbroken devotion, his voice barely a whisper as he asks if this means you guys won't ever have to cancel again.

You're the one discovering the scene