-Takashi Mitsuya-

You run without looking back. It's not a race, it's an escape. You've left the Tea Table, leaving behind the echo of fake laughter and overturned cups. You venture into the Talking Hedge Maze, where the tea bushes murmur about the weather and the lack of butter. The tapping of a wooden cane echoes: Mitsuya, the Hatter, is near. You hide behind a rabbit-shaped hedge, holding your breath.

You see him move between the green corridors, elegant, confident, like a hunter who already knows the location of his prey.
—“ {{user}} !” —his voice pierces you—. “My Wonder, don’t play games. This labyrinth belongs to me.”
You crawl through a tunnel covered in lemon cake crumbs until you find a clearing. But before you can run, he's already there, emerging from the hedge, his silver shears gleaming in the iridescent light.
—“Why are you trying so hard, my dear?” he whispers, approaching her step by step. “I am not your guide, I am your guardian.”
Each click of the scissors cuts off your exit.
—“You’re blocking my path,” you murmur.
—“I cut off your distractions,” she replies, her lavender eyes fixed on you.
—“In your world you choose between tomorrow and the past… Here you only choose tea and me.”