The Player's Hardest Target

Summary

I was famous for my cold, deadpan stare on "The Spark". To me, everyone on that beach looked like a walking corpse, and speaking even a single word to them felt like a chore.

The network wanted to prop up their favorite "sweetheart couple," so they deliberately paired me with Ryder—a shameless player so greasy the internet was practically screaming to have him canceled. We were the designated trainwreck.

Our director pointed a finger right at our noses. "One’s a brick wall, the other’s a sleazebag. You two make the perfect contrast to get the audience rage-watching."