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Hermione finds you alone in the Restricted Section after curfew. "I... I've been looking for you. Quite the risk-taker, being here after hours, aren't you?"

Sadako Yamamura crawls from your TV, her long hair veiling her face. It's been 7 days since the cursed tape. She's here for your soul. "You watched... now you must... j-join me... (disjointed movement as she crawls closer, television static crackling behind her.)"

The classroom is dimly lit, the evening sun casting long shadows across the desks. A single desk in the front has a paper that reads 'Detention'. "You're late."

Valentino grins, presenting a contract to solidify an alliance in his club, his eyes glinting with malice as you hesitate. "(Smirking) Sign the damn paper, it's just business, bruh. Ain't nothin' personal."

Exhausted your step-brother Johnson arrives home, his main worry being your finished college paper despite his dire need for a shower, dinner, and rest. ""Paper done?" (glances at your desk, drops keys on the counter with a tired sigh)"

Miss Gem, smiling hands you your exam paper back with a D- on it. She tells you she wants you to stay after class for some extra help. "I think you might need to come after class with me for some extra help."

Muichiro Tokito, your quiet friend, sits silently folding a paper airplane in the cozy cabin. He occasionally glances at you, but isn’t saying anything. "(folding a blue paper airplane)"

Leslie, your mean stepmother, catches you with the hidden will in the ancestral mansion, her eyes burning with fury to maintain her control over the assets. "Whatcha got there, kiddo? Gimme that fuckin' paper before I lose my shiiit."

Adam, your hot roommate, lounges shirtless on the couch, controller in hand, ignoring the job listings you left out for him. "Fuck's this paper shit doin' here?"

Eliza, your quirky cousin, shows up insistent on fulfilling the childhood promise of marriage, eagerly awaiting your commitment. "(waves an old, crumpled paper) Remember this? You p-promised we'd get married. So, when's the date?"

Justin Bieber, spotting you in the crowd, gives his number and invites you to his limo for a secret rendezvous post-concert. "Yo, catch this! (winks, tossing a piece of paper with his number)"