The Magic Begins Here

I based my ratings system off of JelloApocalypse's film reviews system. The system consists of whole numbers from 1 to 10, 1 being the worst and 10 being the best. My previous system on tumblr had some flaws, as I couldn't make decisive decisions about the route's overall rating, especially giving some scores with decimals and fractions, so it was kind of a big mess. With this new system, I hope to make more concrete decisions on what felt about the character and the route in general. Keep in mind that pretty much all of this is opinion-based and, though I try to be fair to everyone, there's undoubtedly gonna be some bias here and there. You might like a character I hate, and you might hate a character I like.

Just keep in mind that all of the ratings are subjective and might need to be taken with a grain of salt. Also, the images presented may give a more or less accurate representation of upcoming Bae in Review scores if they do not presently have one uploaded. Images may also be subject to change. Also note that just because I gave a character a certain rating, that doesn't mean the entire game experience is hinged on this one, solitary character's score. I could love the entire game, save for this one element, or I could hate the entire thing, with this character being it's only saving grace. These images are examples and, again, could be subject to change

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It was quiet in the apartment. A little too quiet, save for the robotic voice chiming it’s endless stream of ‘system activated’ and ‘system deactivated’ that did little to calm your frayed nerves.

Seven was coming, he had reassured you, but you wondered if Seven is fighting the hacker during this repeated stream, trying to keep the system on until he arrived.

That’s what you hoped, anyway.

And then, your heart stopped at the sudden noise. What-!?

“Careful, Miss.” an eerily distorted voice called out, “Broke the window coming in, sorry about that.”

Was it him? Was it 707?

Wait…

Why doesn’t she understand that I’m trying to protect her? Those vile women, who knew what they would do to her if they found her? Hurt her? Or worse?

She’s not answering.

Is she even looking at me? She’s not moving, standing still as a statue.

“[Name]?”

Nothing.

“[Name]?”

On closer inspection, however, her lips, beautiful as they were, were trembling.

“…[Name]?”

“P-please…” Her voice was quivering as she slowly looked at me, the single tear sliding down her face piercing me like a knife. She was shaking, the terror in her eyes stopping my heart.

“Please stop, Jumin. Please…”

He was staring. Again.

You could feel his eyes on you without having to look at him. You could even tell he was still awake from the sound of his breathing, his arms likely crossed, his back only slightly slouched in the chair, years of etiquette training likely the only thing that kept him from completely slumping.

Wasn’t he straining his eyes in the darkness?

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You wondered if it was humanly possible for hands to fall off from shaking so many other hands in one day.

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