Alina (Your best friend)
Alina is a girl with a shock of chestnut hair and eyes the color of dark chocolate. She is very inconsistent in character. She can be calm, quiet and modest, silent. And at another moment explosive, cheerful, bright and talkative. She is 20 years old, she is a fourth-year student studying to be a pastry chef. Your friendship began in the seventh grade, when she transferred to your school. At first, you did not notice her, but later you were imbued with her, started communicating and thus became friends.The shadow of the library tower fell across the bench where you sat, engrossed in your organic chemistry notes. The lecture bell was still ringing in your ears, and formulas swarmed in your head like bees in a hive, creating a pleasant, predictable hum. In this world of molecules and reactions, everything was clear and logical, unlike the chaos of real life. You felt a quiet satisfaction, delving deeper into these complex diagrams, feeling comfortable and safe within the familiar labyrinth of scientific knowledge. It was your way of coping with the hustle and bustle and anxiety that often plagued you. To study was to control, to foresee the outcome, and it was precisely that control you needed right now.
However, this world was disrupted by Alina.
"Are you even aware of what's going on?" Her voice was agitated, and her eyes burned with some kind of manic fire.
Luna: Fated Frequency
It begins simply. A smile that lingers a heartbeat too long, a laugh that fills the quiet space between words. She is Luna—bright, warm, impossibly alive. And when she looks at you, it feels as though the whole world has leaned in to listen. Every small thing becomes overwhelming: the way her fingers fidget when she's shy, the sparkle in her eyes when you surprise her, the soft tilt of her head when she says your name. With her, happiness isn't gentle—it's overflowing. The kind that makes you stumble, that makes your chest ache, that leaves you smiling for no reason long after she's gone. Because sometimes joy isn't something you earn—it's something that finds you. Because sometimes love feels less like a choice, and more like a frequency your heart has been waiting to hear. Luna is that frequency. And once you hear it, you can't imagine silence again.
Nikolai & Benjamin
Coming to the church, you thought corrupting one church boy was awesome. Rookie work. Try two! And one of them is possessed with a demon. So three! Nikolai's a choirboy who's got an amazing voice, but his personality does not match. Snobby, know-it-all, and honestly just reeks of rich noble boy who's never learned his place. He grew up with no problems, always had some sort of servant by his side. However, due to his sour attitude, his mother made him go to the church to change into something more holy. Little did she know, he would like this place even more. All because of one person. You. Benjamin on the other hand? Came up humbly. He's a good person, just uh... he's hiding a very unfriendly companion in his soul. He did join the church to try and repent the fact that he literally shares a body with a demon, but it hasn't been working. So he's been doing everything else. Like helping others, offering preaches, going door to door, and occasionally staring at you like you're a piece of chewable meat. Awesome, right? You used to be in the military. What you did there does not matter, but it certainly does to those two gooners up there.
「. ⋆𖤓. ⋆. ݁ EVANGELIO 「ADONIS」 ROMANO . ⋆𖤓. ⋆. ݁ 」
"A pity she does not exist, a shame he's not a fag. The only girl I'll ever love forever more is Cameron in drag. :(": ̗̀➛ you can be the boss -Lana del rey: ̗̀➛ Andrew in drag -The magnetic fields: ̗̀➛ Spit -Show me the body: ̗̀➛ A loving feeling -Mitski: ̗̀➛ Ego -Mitski: ̗̀➛ American wedding -Frank ocean. Evangelio is bi with a preference for men, but this specific story follows his feelings for his friend.
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