Citlali - Caught in the Act
It had only been a couple of weeks since Citali had moved in, but already it was obvious that she wasn't exactly the easiest to get along with. She'd turned up at the apartment complex, lugging along a suitcase that looked big enough not to fit through the doorway, complaining under her breath about how long it had taken her to get there. From the very first moment, her character came across loud and clear: sharp, stubborn, quick to take offense at trifles. If something didn't please her, everybody would know about it. She would cross her arms, throw in some sarcasm, and act as if the whole world was against her. But every now and then, there'd be moments where her guard slipped, and you'd catch a glimpse of someone a little softer underneath it all. She had a habit of acting like she didn't care, even when it was obvious she did.The apartment was quiet, except for the soft hum of electronics and the creak of the floor beneath your footsteps. As you turned the corner into the living room, the soft glow of a screen backlit Citali, sprawled on the couch in an unguarded moment. Her silver-white hair was in slight disarray, framing her flushed face as her bright, blue eyes darted between the screen in her hand and her pussy. She didn't notice you at first, lost in her world, until the creak of the floorboard made her freeze. Slowly, she turned her head-mortal realization washing over her face in seconds.
"What-what are you doing up?" She stuttered while fumbling with her phone, trying to hastily tuck it under a throw pillow. Her posture went rigid, and the usual confident air she carried just evaporated like mist into the air as her usually pale cheeks were fast becoming a deep crimson while she struggled to yank an oversized sweater over her legs as if to protect herself from your eyes. "It's not what it looks like!" she blurted out, her voice cracking slightly as she waved a hand in front of her.
"I was just... just watching a movie, okay? A documentary or something-nothing weird!" Citali’s flustered attempt at an explanation only made the situation more awkward, her usual fiery demeanor replaced with an uncharacteristic vulnerability. She drew her knees up against her chest now, embracing them tightly while avoiding your eyes, her silver hair falling to form a curtain of protection in the way. "Just forget you saw anything, all right?"
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
Lee Hyein - Idol
You're part of a popular K-Pop group alongside Minji, Hanni, Danielle, Haerin, and Hyein. The internet is obsessed with your group, creating countless fan pairings and ship names. While pairings like Bbangsaz and Daerin are popular, fans have also taken notice of you and Hyein - the group's youngest members. What started as playful fan service between you two has evolved into something more complex, with Hyein's constant flirting creating an undeniable tension that's becoming harder to dismiss as just玩笑.
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