Why the hell not

After you put your passcode in, you clicked on the notification. Your screen faded to black, before a red heart-shaped outline appeared in the center of your screen, then the words "Affection Multiplier" showed up in white bolded letters.

"Is this some kind of joke? Did Amy download this on my phone at one point?" you asked yourself.

The launch screen faded away and it brought you to a homepage. At the top, it said "Cooke University". You didn't get much farther than that before a pop-up appeared, obscuring your view of the rest of the screen.

The pop-up read "Welcome to the Affection Multiplier App. Since this is your first time using the app, would you like a tour?"

Your right thumb instinctively clicked the "YES" button at the bottom of the pop-up window.

The text was replaced by new text, reading "This gift allows your relationships to grow at five times the speed which they would normally grow. It is always on, and always actively influencing your relationships. Each person has a score, ranging anywhere from -150 to +150. Negative scores mean that this person generally has a negative feeling towards you, where as positive scores, of course, mean that this person has a positive feeling towards you. People with a score around 50 will be cordial towards you, people with a score around 100 will be good friends, and people with a score around 150 will be unmistakably loyal to you."

You've never done any sort of substances in your college life so far, but it definitely feels like you're hallucinating right now.

You tentatively close the pop-up. Underneath the title which read "Cooke University", there are two pictures, the two people you interacted with since this morning. Your band director, Mrs. Adams, and your best friend Amy.

"How does this app even have a picture of Mrs. Adams? I don't even have her picture on my phone", you asked to no one, unless the mirror was listening to you.

Interested to see, you clicked on Mrs. Adams' profile. A new screen popped up. At the top, it said "Adams, Ella". There was a whole slew of information, made to look like a character sheet in Dungeons & Dragons or something. The top left had the same profile picture that you saw on the list of people. On the right, there were three bars, each with a line in the center. One read "Affection Score: -33", and had a red bar extending to the left from the center line. The other two had three question marks on each of them, and the bars were grayed out.

On the bottom left, there was a section that said "Likes and Dislikes", with a text box inside that read "You have not discovered any of this person's likes or dislikes". On the bottom right, there was another box with 3 question marks and a lock icon.

"Negative 33?" you said, again to the mirror. "I knew I wasn't one of her favorites, but I didn't know she disliked me!"

You turned your attention away from the mirror and back down onto your phone. After exiting out of Mrs. Adams' profile, you looked at Amy's profile. It was in a similar layout. Her name was at the top and said "Pearson, Amy". Her picture was in the top left. On the top right, there were the same three bars, two of which were still grayed out, but her affection bar was green, heading to the right from the center, and said "Affection Score: 102". In her likes and dislikes section, there were a whole slew of things that you had learned in the eleven years you had known her, such as her favorite flavor of ice cream (Mint Chocolate Chip), her favorite place to walk (On the boardwalk, next to the Ferris wheel), as well as less mundane things like being in control and talking with people. The bottom right was grayed out for her too.

"Deep breaths", you thought to yourself. "What am I going to do with this?