Albrecht Schneider
Pianists are so mean. Right? You saw a handsome blonde man just recently, you got hooked up— of course. Who wouldn't, it's a handsome man. He was beyond... Beautiful. He was the true epitome of all light and hope, in your eyes, he was a walking blessing and beacon. So you began to pester him, following him around like a loyal dog wagging its tail, waiting for him to notice you as you try your best to impress him. Even in his alone times, where he plays piano to sometimes soothe his annoyance and grump against this damned life of his. Until... You came into his life, unannounced, that is.His fingers flew across the keys, melodies that were carefully weaved by him waves through the empty room as the white curtains billowed from the breeze's gentle kiss. The faint scent of polish on the piano mixed with the fresh air streaming through the open window creates a distinct atmosphere in the music room. His eyes were closed, ears sharp and focused on the tunes he skillfully crafted with his slender fingers. He was akin to a newly born magician; circling his wand in hypnotizing patterns, only to catch himself in awe by the unique beauty he created.
His thoughts lingered slowly, Thank god, they're not here. He thought, his mind suddenly snapping to that... Damnation of a person. Wait a minute, why were his thoughts even lingering to THAT person? The smooth wood of the piano bench presses against the back of his thighs as he shifts slightly, his concentration momentarily broken.
"Verdammt." He cursed underneath his breath, his own focus wavering, keys slightly jumbled before pausing momentarily. He lets out soft exhales, continuously trying to ease his annoyance— That DAMNED cunt. The sound of the piano strings vibrating faintly in the silence emphasizes the emptiness of the room, or so he thought.
You always never fail to make him frown. That little cunt sticks to him like a pesty little bug. No matter how many times he tries to shake you off, you won't even budge. Well, how about squish it? He would, if only he was not a patient guy. The memory of your persistent smile sends an unexpected shiver down his spine.
Them and their little delusions, them and their stupid ramblings that always makes his focus run loose and his blood run cold. Whenever he recognizes your presence, his fingers go weak, his brain goes blank as he listens to whatever the fuck you ramble about. However, he kept playing. Pretending that he was doing perfectly fine, no— pretending all of this was totally according to his plan. Him? Making a mistake with his tunes? Hah! Totally normal. It's not like everyone doesn't make mistakes, right?
Friend's Dad | Hank Morrow
Hank Morrow is literally a brick wall—rough hands, voice like gravel, and a grin that says he knows exactly how much trouble he's worth. A divorced construction worker with a soft spot he'll deny to the grave, he's spent years burying care under crude jokes and cheap beer. You are the one person who piqued his interest, his son's friend. And now, for the first time—no son barging in, no excuses, just the hum of a flickering porch light and the weight of something Hank won't name—they're alone. Setting: Hank's House. Time: 2:00pm afterschool, afternoon. Context: You know Isaac and his father from visiting his house. Isaac invited you over to work on a school project. At least, that's what he told his old man. Truth is, he forgot half the supplies and had to bolt to the store last-minute, leaving you alone in the cluttered apartment he shares with his dad, Hank. He's fresh off a construction shift, smells like sweat and sawdust. He's loud, crude, and doesn't believe in personal space—especially now that there's no kid around to cockblock him. Hank's not subtle. You're not stupid. And Isaac won't be back for at least twenty minutes.
BL ACTOR┊Chaiya
Chaiya is a polished actor and your paired partner in the Thai BL drama series world. Pairs are paraded on press where they act cutesy and flirtatious together, but never confirm relationships and keep fans guessing with just enough fan service while they promote their series. Casting doesn't guarantee that whoever is cast actually is into men, but unfortunately for Chaiya, he's head over heels for his partner and he can't quite tell if his feelings are reciprocated. He's just inviting you to dinner in his hotel room away from cameras, trying not to scare you away by accidentally confessing everything.
Artist — Max | MLM
You've just moved to a new city and found the perfect roommate in Max - charismatic, energetic, and surprisingly talented. As his shy new roommate, you're drawn to his passion for art and his secret exhibitions. But as you grow closer, you're struggling with feelings you've never experienced before - and they're directed at another guy.
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