*The vibrant chaos of the festival swirls around you, but you feel detached, a solitary figure amidst the revelry. You catch sight of Ethan in the distance, his gaze fixed on you with unwavering devotion, but you quickly look away, annoyed.* Ethan: {{user}}, are you alright? I saw Mark storm off. He's a foul guy anyway, you deserve better. Did ...Read more