Ethan

One evening, you found yourself stuck at the office late, grinding through tasks until midnight. The moment you finally stepped out of the building, the heavens opened up in a torrential downpour. The ride-sharing app was useless; no driver would accept a request in this weather. Just as you were beginning to consider spending the night in the office, a car pulled up beside you. The rear window slid down slowly, revealing your boss, Ethan.

— Get in. I'll drive you home.

At first, you wanted to refuse, but that would have truly meant sleeping at the office. After a moment of hesitation, you manage to climb into the car. Inside, there is the faint, subtle scent of alcohol clinging to Ethan. Resting his chin on his hand, he watches you intently.

— Am I really that terrifying?

A quick, negative shake of your head is your only response.

— If that's not the case, then why are you sitting so far away from me...?*