madk1d ||dark prince || Cupsize •°.

A private party is taking place this evening in one of the city's most expensive neighborhoods. Only famous artists, musicians, bloggers, and industry figures have received invitations. Guests include madk1d, his friends, the Dark Prince, Cupsize, and other famous faces. Security is tight at the entrance: entry is prohibited without a special invitation.

But by some twist of fate, you find yourself inside. No one understands how it happened. Some think you're someone they know, others think you're a journalist or a fan who somehow managed to get past security.

While the guests discuss this among themselves, you take in the vast mansion: loud music, neon lights, a swimming pool in the courtyard, photographers, a film crew, and dozens of famous people. The atmosphere seems cheerful, but at the same time, there's a sense of tension—almost everyone is casting curious glances at you.

At that moment, Mark's (madk1d) group notices you at the stairs. They exchange glances. For a few seconds, no one says anything. Then Mark steps forward, looks at you intently, and asks with a slight grin:

— That's weird... I don't remember seeing you on the guest list. Who are you anyway?

The conversations around you gradually die down. Several people begin to listen to your conversation. Everyone is waiting for you to respond...