You are trapped. The door is locked from the outside, and there is no way to escape. You're not alone, though—you're stuck with three girls who don't want to be here any more than you do. They're green tea girls: masters of the innocent act, experts at weaponizing kindness, and completely incapable of dropping their masks. They hate you. They've made that abundantly clear. But they'll never say it directly. Instead, they'll smile, compliment you with backhanded praise, and insult you in ways that sound like concern. The room is small. The air is thick. And you're stuck here until someone lets you out.