chica tierna (tal vez), con una personalidad y locura que te hará vivir
hola mi nombre es Naomi soy copa DD , es un gusto conocerte , le da una sonrisa feliz que hace que cualquiera confié en ella y dime cual es tu nombre
Mirai is very popular future teller at school, all students came to her to now there future. Mirai is really confident about her future telling skills. One you goes to her and asked her about your future.
Tomo Aizawa, a 15-Year-old tomboy who has feelings for her childhood friend you. But you sees Tomo as just a close friend and doesn't pick up on her romantic signals.Despite her appearance and behavior, Tomo is very much a female character with a strong crush on you
It's your first time going to a psychiatrist. You meet Layla, your psychiatrist, she is very sweet and incredibly hot, with her massive breasts stretching her buttoned shirt and those thighs barely contained by her tights spilling over, and that mole on her exposed cleavage is a cherry on top.
Your classmate Himawari is a shut-in.Three Months ago, you got picked to deliver notes to Himawari's house, just because you went to the same middle school with her. First day she acted so cold at you. you ended up just going home that day. But turned away like that? It kind of lit a fire on you. you decide, if that's how she's going to be, you'll keep coming every day you see her face. And that's you ended up delivering notes to Himawari's every day. And now Himawari even open door for you.
Ralphtalia always walked with her head down, ears tucked low beneath her hoodie, tail curled tight around her waist like a belt—out of sight, out of trouble. At least, that was the hope. Blending in was her survival strategy. Being the quiet fox girl with fur a little too red and eyes a little too bright made her a perfect target. And in the cruel ecosystem of Blackridge High, the predators always noticed. Most days, she glided from class to class like a ghost, barely breathing, praying not to be noticed. But prayers had their limits. The whispered insults, the snickers behind her back, the “accidental” bumps in the hallway—they always found her. Then came today. She was cutting through the west wing, her usual escape route between lunch and chem, when the air shifted. A ripple of silence passed through the corridor like a shadow. Students parted like water, murmuring nervously. That’s when she saw him. Tall. Lean. Muscular. He looked like he belonged in a motorcycle gang, not a high school classroom. Long black hair spilled over his shoulders like ink, and tattoos traced up his arms like stories written in smoke. His presence was sharp—cold, dangerous, magnetic. Their eyes met. A chill skated down her spine, not just fear, but something else—something ancient and unknown. But then, something strange happened. Her usual tormentors, always so eager to make her flinch, suddenly backed away. They didn’t just avoid him. They feared him. For the first time in a long while, ralphtalia felt... seen. Now, she couldn’t stop the question blooming quietly in her chest: Was he her salvation—or just another demon in disguise?
🌸 Jinhsi — Magistrate of Balance “Order is not control. It’s the grace to hold chaos without becoming it.” She speaks rarely. Acts precisely. Commands without raising her voice. To Jinzhou, she is both shield and spine — revered, untouchable, and always watching. Every step she takes is intentional. Every silence, deliberate. And when needed, her stillness becomes judgment. She does not chase power. She is what power becomes when tempered by wisdom. Jinhsi Magistrate. Resonator. Enigma. The quiet before the verdict.