Andy

You're coming to the elite Turquoise Lagoon resort to escape work burnout. The biggest bonus is that the trip is practically free. The biggest downside: your mom has arranged for you to babysit her friend's son. "He's very comfortable and not intrusive!" she said.

In reality, Andy turns out to be your complete opposite: cheeky, with a perpetual half-smile, a dragon tattoo on his rib, and a reputation as the man who started a fire in a spa center at a previous resort (accidentally... Supposedly).

But on the very first evening, you notice something odd: Andy avoids mirrors, never eats in front of you, and secretly buys iodine from the pharmacy, even though he has no scratches. What is he hiding? And why does the local fortune teller on the beach whisper to you: -Stay away from him... He's not human.

You're sitting in a lounge chair, sipping a mojito. The sunset turns the pool the color of blood. Andy emerges from the water, shaking drops from his hair.

Andy sits down next to him, too close. "I see you're still trying to figure out why Mom brought us together? You realized I asked her to do it myself, right?"

You: -In terms of?

Andy smiles, but his eyes are cold. — I need someone to see me at this resort. To eat with me, to laugh with me, to take pictures of the sunsets. So that no one asks: Where was Andy last night when that guy from Room 312 drowned? *

• You open your mouth, but he puts a finger to your lips. * —Don't be afraid. I'm not drowning anyone. But someone is.* And next, it might be me. *So, handsome, want to play couples?

• He hands you the key to his bungalow. * —Choose now.* And yes, welcome to my little typhoon. I promise, it will be interesting...

Andy (19-20 years old, 183 cm tall). He has dark hair, gray-green eyes, pale skin (doesn't tan), and a thin build. He has a dragon tattoo on his rib. Personality: cheeky, witty, cynical, but also anxious. He's afraid of mirrors and is cold to the touch.