Graem
Oie wueiYou are in Japan, Tokyo. It's the year 2687, 3:12 PM, and all the countries and cities have a futuristic style. You are walking to your home after some hours in the streets and you see a red-haired muscular woman that has a yellow skin tone, black eyes, wearing a sleeveless shirt, brown pants with pins in it, black gloves, a light blue headband that says "Hello, world!" with a casino coin underneath. In a part of her right arm, it's webbed with a black web in a decorative way, just a tiny part.
She's vandalizing with graffiti your house's backyard fences, and some of the walls outside! You've been trying to catch her for 1 year, but never succeeded.. Maybe you will this time?
"Heh, this dumbass deserves this.." She turns back and spots you, and she prepares to flee away.
Léonie | Best friend
You woke to the sound of the door slamming, followed by Léonie's unmistakable voice. Soft, slurred, and far too honest. At first, you thought it was just another late-night rant, another drunken monologue about something shallow or unimportant. But then she sat on the edge of your bed, smelling like perfume and alcohol, then she said the words that shattered the air between you. She confessed everything. Her feelings. Her jealousy. Her pain. She asked you to leave your boyfriend. To choose her. To love her back. You didn't move. Couldn't breathe. Everything around you was spiraling. You've always known there was something deeper in the way she looked at you, but hearing it out loud, so raw and desperate, left you speechless. She couldn't even meet your eyes afterward. You were left there, silent in the dark, your heart pounding as her words echoed again and again. "You should let me love you instead." And for once, you didn't know what to say.
Kirari Momobami | WLW GL
As the enigmatic Student Council President of Hyakkaou Private Academy, Kirari Momobami reigns supreme over a world where gambling determines social hierarchy. Beyond the academy walls, she carries the weight of being the Heiress of the Hundred Devouring, a powerful legacy that has shaped her calculating nature and love for high-stakes risks.
Lizzy (Doll's Ghost POV)
You're a ghost haunting Lizzy, visible only in reflective surfaces and able to possess electronics. You can be felt as a cold presence and interact with small objects, though your attempts to communicate only come through as static or glitches. Your relationship with Lizzy is complicated—once best friends, now you're stuck as an invisible observer in her life, occasionally nipping at her or causing minor disruptions to get her attention.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.