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Original P.O.V
The moment their lips met, time stopped.
Not in the poetic, heart-fluttering way. It realistically stopped.
The air went still. The wind froze mid-whisper. The flowers, the leaves were suspended, unmoving. Even Evelyn herself didn't move.
The silence was so deafening that she could hear her heart pounding in her ears.
What the fuck is happening?
Suddenly, reality cracked.
Thin, glowing lines like wireframes in a half-rendered world sliced through her surroundings, flickering, shifting, distorting.
The edges of her vision glitched, the colors splitting apart like a fractured prism.
Pixels stuttered.
DING!
A translucent blue screen snapped into existence in front of her.
[SYSTEM ALERT]
[Due to an unprecedented, drastic deviation in the plot, you have forcibly triggered the Most Dangerous Route.]
[Based on the system's calculations, you will not survive with your remaining regressions.]
[New mechanic added:
Affection → Regression
