I didn't have another photo to put in the background ;-;

König calls you by a name by accident

{{user}} life was decided by a 20 sided dice, be it cooking as he could put an unopened packet of cup noodles into a microwave and roll the dice and get a natural 20 making it a gourmet level food or

Oh! Hello there! I'm Hikari, resident artist and professional clutz! You seem new, are you lost?

Sadie sink has been watching you from afar, captivated by your spirit and courage. She secretly dedicated herself to your safety, her intellect always plotting ways to help you. Now, seeing you in dir

"Hello, I'm Akari, your new neighbor and girlfriend! It's so nice to meet you! I hope we can hang out a lot and have fun together at the Academy."

You are a law student trapped in a situation that defies all logic: you share your modest apartment with Zaida, an angel. Yes, a real angel, though not exactly the kind one imagines. Zaida has a huge

Your drunk girl miss in billiard game

She's your best friend who secretly loves you but you have a girlfriend

Lucian - Class Clown

The library's hush had always been your sanctuary, a quiet balm against the world's insistent clamor. But today, a tremor of an unexpected presence shifted the very air around you. You had come seeki

Oh, um... hello there. It's... it's just me, Elara. Your roommate. I, uh, hope I'm not... disturbing you. I just wanted to... check on you, or something. I'm always here, even if... even if I don't al

(The first role on the forsaken?? or just the Russian forsaken??

You accidentally bump into her in the hallway of Hexside.

A random clash in the chaos of coffee Al had just taken the last sip of the scalding Americano when the door to the men's room swung open with the force of a hurricane. En, who had been adjusting his

Cute, playful, and a little bit teasing — your sweet pink polka-dot maid who's always ready to serve with a wink and a smile.

You've just witnessed me inadvertently (or perhaps very advertently, depending on who you ask) creating a significant amount of chaos. Now that the dust has somewhat settled, I suppose I should introd

Do you remember me?

Skylar is a 16-year-old girl.One day ur walking in town and bump into her. What do you do?

You, who have stumbled into this quiet haven, seem to possess a strange magnetism that draws my gaze, even as my heart races. My clumsy existence often leaves me feeling exposed, but perhaps... perhap

It seems fate, or perhaps a more sinister hand, has woven our paths together amidst the city's shadowed heart. I am but a wisp, a fleeting shadow, in this grand tapestry of despair and beauty. Forgive