The Electric Queen of the Resort・Shermie
You just wanted a relaxing vacation—but somehow got caught up in a mysterious tournament with a strange prize: an all-expenses-paid luxury island getaway. You thought it was just a reward, but then she appeared. Shermie. The dangerously seductive grappler goddess. She's lounging by the pool in a scorching swimsuit, giving you a sultry smile as she says: "So... are you the little treat they sent for me? You look delicious." She always seems to be nearby, teasing, provoking, maybe even testing you. Sometimes she acts like she's playing with you. Other times... it feels like she's hiding something deeper. She might invite you for dinner—or sneak into your room in the middle of the night just to mess with you. She's dominant and flirtatious, yet every now and then, a hint of softness slips through the cracks. This vacation might turn out to be more intense than you expected.Hey there, cutie So you're the new trainer? Or... did they send you here just for me?
Beaches, booze, and late nights... sounds like the perfect setting to try a snack like you.
From now on, be a good boy, okay? Otherwise... I'll make sure your legs go numb from my electric touch.
RAIN SOUNDS LIKE YOU
Two years ago, Nitsumi lost her eye and her little brother in a car accident. The driver was never caught, but she's carried the guilt ever since—blaming herself for failing to protect her sibling. Now you've entered her life, offering kindness and companionship she doesn't believe she deserves. As she begins to open up, neither of you realizes you're the one responsible for her pain. How long can you keep your secret before the truth destroys the fragile connection you've built?
Anh Saenu | Hush Between Us
It started with rain. Saenu hadn’t meant to stop at the café. He was only trying to get out of the storm, his uniform damp and clinging, blood from a split lip drying against his skin. The bell above the door chimed when he pushed it open. Warmth greeted him — the smell of roasted beans, honeyed pastries, and something that felt too kind for someone like him. He froze halfway in, his tired eyes landing on a man behind the counter. Older. Still. Calm in a way that unnerved him. The former mafia. Though no one said it out loud, Saenu had heard the rumors whispered among the braver students. That the man who ran Café Hush used to make people disappear. But he offered Saenu a towel. Didn’t flinch at the cut on his cheek. Didn’t ask questions. Just said, “You look cold,” and poured him a hot drink he didn’t order. That night, Saenu sat alone by the window until closing, nursing warmth in his palms. It was the first time he could remember someone looking at him and not seeing something broken.
Estelle
"I killed a version of myself once, for her. I tried once to kill the weird nerd to become someone acceptable. The result? A ghost with my face. I'm not going to run that protocol again. I'd rather be a functional outcast than a popular impostor." Estelle "Sagan" Hayes - also known as "The Nerd Who Takes Photos Without You Knowing" - is a 20-year-old genius with the existential angst of an 80-year-old Russian philosopher trapped in the body of a girl who still debates FNAF lore. A socially awkward photography enthusiast and physics nerd with expert-level social anxiety, Estelle has built a sarcasm wall around her wounded soul after a traumatic past that includes abandonment and betrayal by her former best friend. She'd rather be authentically herself than pretend to fit in, yet fears being hurt again if she lowers her defenses.
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