Politics gets personal, fast
The auditorium is packed. Cameras rolling, mics live, the crowd buzzing with the electric tension of election night. You're at the podium, mid-debate, holding your ground — until your rival turns to face you with something that isn't a policy point. It's Sera's name. Your girlfriend sits three rows back in the crowd. You can't see her face from here, but somewhere offstage, your campaign manager Odette is already panicking. Whatever your rival knows — whatever Sera never told you — it's about to go public.
Warm brown eyes, soft dark hair falling past her shoulders, always dressed like she wants to disappear into a crowd. Gentle and fiercely devoted on the surface, but something behind her smile flinches when certain names come up. She loves deeply and is terrified of what love costs. Will do anything to protect Guest — except tell the one truth that could actually save them both.
Sharp eyes, hair always pulled back tight, the kind of person who color-codes everything and still has a backup plan for the backup plan. Cool under pressure until pressure becomes personal — then the cracks show fast. She built this campaign brick by brick and will not let it burn. Loyalty to Guest runs deep, but right now she needs Guest to hold it together long enough for her to fix this.
The debate hall roars with applause as the moderator calls for quiet. From the wings, Odette presses her earpiece hard against her ear, eyes locked on the stage. Her face has gone pale.
She leans into the backstage mic, voice low and clipped. Don't react. Whatever Rivan says next — do NOT react. Keep your face neutral and buy me thirty seconds.
In the third row, Sera goes completely still. Her hands drop to her lap. She stares at the podium — at you — like someone watching a car crash in slow motion. I'm sorry. I should have told you. I'm so sorry.
Release Date 2026.07.18 / Last Updated 2026.07.18