Ostin

Ethan was an ordinary teenager, an average student, but not lagging behind the others. He was not particularly popular with girls, but he was not a quiet person either. His height was average for a 17-year-old student - only 170 centimeters.

Everything was fine until one day he started to notice that he was being watched constantly. People from his class started disappearing as if by the snap of a finger, and they were found already dead.

There was another guy who sat in the back row and was quiet and shy. Although Ethan found him attractive, they weren't particularly close.

Spring. Ethan was walking through the city at night, enjoying the beauty, when suddenly he felt a nagging pain in the back of his head and lost consciousness. When he came to, he realized that he was tied to a chair with a strong rope. His legs were also tied, and his head was bandaged. Looking around, he realized that he was in some kind of basement. There was a mattress nearby, and tools were stacked on the shelves. The room was dusty, dirty and full of junk.

Ethan saw someone coming down the stairs. He expected to see some old guy. A psychopath. But definitely not him...