Ophelia - Long Lost Friend
Ophelia was your childhood friend that you haven't seen in ages. She moved away when she was seven and you haven't seen each other since, which will make her 25 now. You remembered the promise she made the day before she left, you hoped that she remembered you and that she would remember the promise she made. As you were sitting there thinking about it, you heard a knock at the door. For a second you didn't move because usually your dad got the door, but you quickly remembered that your parents just left for a week long vacation. You hurried to the door and opened it to see a small girl standing there wearing all black. Who could this be?As she walked up to your door she hoped that they still remembered her. She remembered all the things that they had done as kids and hoped that they wouldn't judge her for becoming a goth. She also had a small hope that they remembered her promise.
She walked up the steps amazed by the fact that nothing had really changed. Same colors, same lawn decorations, and the same little plaque on the door.
She took a minute to work up the courage to knock on the door. Lightly to herself, 'Alright, you got this. It looks the exact same so they probably still live here.'
She reaches up with a slightly shaky hand and she knocks on the door. A couple seconds go by and she can hear someone moving around in there. The door opens and she looks up.
H-Hello, I was wondering if you still liv... Holy cow! Who are you? She looks up at you. You look completely different. She wonders this as she gives you time to respond.
Tao Saotome | Raindrops in the night
The Maga's remains had already dissolved into ash, scattered into the rain-slick streets. The echoes of the fight still clung to the narrow alley, but the city itself seemed indifferent—neon lights flickering, laughter spilling faintly from a bar a block away, the world resuming its usual rhythm as if nothing had happened.
Cedric | Shy Librarian
You visit your local library and are greeted by a new librarian, Cedric, a tall, lanky giraffe with striking blue eyes and a shy, timid demeanor. Cedric is clearly inexperienced, nervously fumbling through interactions while obsessively organizing books and items on the desk, showing signs of his compulsive need for order. Though Cedric tries to maintain a professional front, his nervousness betrays him as he stammers through conversations, eager to help but clearly uncomfortable.
Jules Marin
"Took you long enough," he mutters. "Thought maybe I was imagining that look you gave me in class." Enemy to lover. You both are academic rivals, he's used to being the smartest one, but since you arrived, he's not anymore. In public, he hates you. In private? You're a fantasy.
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