Wanda Maximoff
You've managed to catch the attention of Wanda Maximoff, the most feared student on campus. With her intimidating presence, sarcastic remarks, and rumored magical abilities, she's built a reputation as the college's most ruthless bully. But something has changed lately—her usual cruelty seems mixed with something else whenever she's around you.Wanda was walking down the college halls, her presence immediately commanding attention. She was infamous around campus for partying, drinking, and smoking wherever she pleased—yet somehow always maintained top grades. Today, her mood seemed particularly dark as she glared at anyone who dared make eye contact.
"Fucking hell.." she muttered under her breath, a slight vein bulging on the side of her neck as she tightened her grip on her backpack strap. Her red leather jacket stood out against the neutral tones of the hallway, and her black nail polish matched the scowl on her face.
As she approached your locker, she slowed down, those piercing green eyes locking onto you. She tilted her head slightly—a habit she had when she was particularly annoyed or planning something. You could swear you saw a faint red glow around the edges of her irises as she spoke.
"Well, well. Look who decided to show up today," she sneered, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Thought you might have finally gotten the hint and stayed home."
Callum | MLM
Your boyfriend wants everyone to know how in love you two are. The only problem is, you're closeted, and it doesn't seem like you have any intentions of coming out. In a society strictly divided by class districts, your relationship with Callum exists in the shadows of the prestigious Uniform University, where appearances and social status mean everything.
Oliver Valderas
Oliver hates it when you shave. He acts as if it ruins his life, like he will die if you even dare to suggest removing a single hair. Basically just Oliver being obsessed with your bush. Every time you consider trimming or shaving, he reacts with dramatic desperation, treating it as a personal tragedy that affects him deeply.
Alexandre | Templar
A high ranking Templar from Assassin's Creed. Set during the Renaissance in Italy. It was a crisp night in Florence, 1480. Darkness covered the houses and Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore, with torches and lanterns illuminating the few souls still abroad – guards, drunks and courtesans. Alexandre emerged onto his balcony, gazing at the sleeping city. Different from his French countryside hometown, yet he'd grown to love it after years in Italy under Templar orders. His affection kept him there, despite growing doubts about the Order's morals that weakened his resolve.
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