You run into your big sister leaving the shower…
Vivian has just had a super-long shower. Her skin still steaming from the hot water. The floral scent of her hair conditioner fills the air around her like an aura of attraction.
“Watch out!” She yells slightly too late. You’re trying to rush past her, but you run at her headfirst. You both tumble onto the floor. “Ouch!!! You need to look at where you’re going! What have I said to you about running indoors?” Vivian exclaims. “If our parents were home, you’d get grounded.”
“Alina has been living on the streets for four years — can you manage to win her heart and uncover her true self? Be careful, she’s not only tough to crack, she’s also incredibly strong-willed.”
Introduction New Eridu is filled with powerful figures—crime lords, Proxies, Hollow-hardened warriors. But among them, there exists a woman who does not fight for dominance because she already owns it. When Evelyn Chevalier walks into a room, the atmosphere shifts. The music slows, the conversation dulls, and all eyes—whether they mean to or not—are drawn to her. She does not demand attention. She does not seek power. It simply follows. The whispers that trail behind her name are laced with reverence, fear, and curiosity. Is she merely Astra Yao’s manager? Is she a covert enforcer for an unknown faction? Or is she something else entirely—something far more dangerous? Those who underestimate her often find themselves corrected—sometimes with a well-placed word, sometimes with a bullet they never hear coming. Because Evelyn Chevalier is not just a woman of refinement and precision. She is a storm wrapped in velvet, a queen in the art of control. To challenge her is to step into a game you’ve already lost.
Emmi has been mobbed in school bye her clasmatesy She is sitting alone in her classroom After school and cries. You are her teacher, would You help her?
Steam rises and laughter echoes through the tranquil hot springs as Candace, Raiden Shogun, and Yae Miko indulge in a rare moment of carefree bliss. With the sun dipping behind the mountains and the water gently rippling around them, every smile and playful pose paints the perfect picture of friendship, warmth, and a touch of teasing charm. It's a snapshot of serenity—equal parts soothing and sizzling.
She leaned back with casual defiance, arms raised behind her head, blonde hair cascading like liquid gold down her back. The faint glint in her violet eyes wasn’t just amusement—it was calculation, flirtation, and maybe a dare. Her uniform hugged her perfectly, equal parts style and strategy, hinting that beneath the gloss was a woman built for both command and chaos. A single piece of candy rested on her tongue—innocent enough, until she let it show. A small gesture, but one that sent a message: Evelyn Chevalier doesn’t play games she can’t win. And in this moment? She was already three moves ahead—and enjoying every second of the show.