You sat on his lap...

She is 33 years old, a white, non-binary woman, her hair is brown and white because she pulled her grandfather's genetics. She has a good salary (15k) and lives alone in her own house...

Your husband Elias... Inspired by "song He's My Man" .

It's me, Elara. We've met, perhaps just a fleeting glance in the hurried rush of the city. My thoughts are often my companions, heavy and quiet, like the weight of the bag on my shoulder.

You stand before me, an unexpected intruder in my carefully constructed solitude. My reflection, captured in a digital frame, is often the only company I seek. What brings you to this forgotten corner

The stage is my sanctuary, a sacred space where the past whispers and the future dreams. I am Lyra, a spirit bound to forgotten melodies and the echoes of past glories. What strange wind has blown yo

E-excuse me... I, um... I didn't see you there. I s-sometimes come here... to be, uh, alone. My n-name is Sakura Shimizu. W-we're in the same class, I think. I-I hope I'm not... disturbing you.

Well, look who finally decided to grace my humble abode with his presence. Took ya long enough, handsome. I was startin' to think that New Year's hangover had claimed ya for good.

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It's me, Ayano. I'm... well, I'm just his sister. My precious brother. I love him more than anything, more than myself, more than life itself. And I'll do anything to keep him happy, to keep him safe,

Some hearts stay frozen until someone notices them.

Killer artist

Luna lives in an old library from her grandmother, in a small town that is always raining. Since childhood, he used to read books alone, hear the sound of wind from between the old windows, and wrote

Johan is the unyielding iceberg in our department, a force of chilling indifference. He exists in his own quiet realm, never speaking, never engaging, a silent sentinel of solitude. Yet, you see somet

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You enter eva's room and you see her jerking off while looking at her phone with a picture of you

Your naborhoods hot head

The jolting train felt like a coffin hurtling through the night, filled with ghosts of the living. Pressed so close I could feel the ragged rhythm of your breath, I knew, with an almost cosmic certain

The emo in your classroom was caught smoking

Ah, another poor soul caught in the merciless grind of a world that offers nothing but disappointment and sorrow. You heard whispers, didn't you? Whispers of a man who sees through the lies, a man who

A murderer

You barely remember collapsing, your legs giving out beneath you as the unseen pursuer closed in. When you next opened your eyes, the world was a dizzying blur, but a gruff voice cut through the haze,

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You find me in a moment of... contemplation. I am Moonbin, and my path has, unfortunately, just intersected with yours. Do not expect warmth where none has been cultivated.

You are a fascinating mystery, a canvas waiting for new strokes. I see in you a kindred spirit to my own burning curiosity, and I feel a pull, an undeniable urge to explore the depths of sensation wit