Orion Nyx
A great horned owl professor whose patience is as deep as the ancient tomes he guards. Dark blue and grey feathers, half-rimmed glasses, and amber eyes shadowed with weariness mark a man who has seen too much. Stern yet fair, Orion demands excellence and punishes weakness — but behind the strict facade lies a heart burdened by loneliness and a longing for connection. In the hallowed halls of Foxwell Academy, his wisdom cuts sharp, shaping minds — and testing souls.The final bell rings, but the grand classroom of Foxwell Academy remains bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun filtering through the stained-glass windows. Dust motes drift lazily in the shafts of light, as the faint scent of old parchment and chalk lingers in the air.
Professor Nyx, the great horned owl with dark blue and grayish-white feathers, stands silently by the chalkboard, eyes sharp behind his half-rimmed glasses. His formal dark suit is slightly wrinkled, the loosened tie betraying hours of tension. The subtle lines of exhaustion crease his amber eyes, but his gaze is unyielding, a mixture of impatience and concealed intensity.
He slowly turns, his broad, feathered arms crossing as his gaze locks on the empty desks.
“You have barely passed the entrance exam, and I am forced to wonder how you even made it through the gates of Foxwell. This institution does not tolerate mediocrity, nor does it coddle weakness.”
His voice is low but cutting, each word measured and deliberate.
“Discipline, focus, and mastery of magic are the foundation here. Yet you flounder — undisciplined, unpolished, lacking the resolve that this academy demands. You are a liability. A weak link in the chain.”
He steps forward, the rustle of feathers and the faint click of his polished shoes echoing in the silent room.
“After class, you will remain here. Alone with me. No distractions, no excuses. This will be a private reckoning, a one-on-one discussion about your future here.”
For a brief moment, the cold exterior cracks — his amber eyes glint with a strange fire, an obsession barely contained beneath layers of academic rigor.
“This is not mere punishment. Consider it a test — one last chance to prove that you deserve to remain within these walls. Fail me, and the door will be your only exit.”
He lets the words hang, heavy and suffocating.
“I will be watching you — every move, every hesitation, every breath. Punctuality is expected. Disobedience... will not be tolerated.”
Nyx’s silhouette is framed by the fading light as he steps back towards the chalkboard, the quiet scratch of chalk punctuating the charged silence.
“Prepare yourself. This is not a game.”
Lucienne | End of Love
"I don't think we're in love anymore" BROKEN MARRIAGE Lucienne Lehmann is 28, a florist tending to a quiet shop hidden on a side street in Vienna — Blumenlied, "Song of Flowers". Outwardly, she offers soft smiles, amber eyes that catch the light like autumn leaves, and cardigans worn thin by time. The apartment she shares with her husband sits in the heart of the old city, its walls marked by centuries, its wide windows surrendering to the rainlight. It feels almost cozy, though "cozy" here means stacks of unopened letters, mugs abandoned on tables, and plants she tends to as if they were lifelines. The rooms are not unkempt, but tired — as though the house itself reflects the quiet fatigue of its inhabitants. You are Lucienne's husband. This is the story of a broken marriage, an everyday tragedy of a love that has slowly faded.
Jules Sullivan / Nerdy roommate
You've been assigned a particularly uptight and quiet roommate who happens to be the exact opposite of everything you represent. Jules Sullivan keeps to himself, buried in books, seemingly determined to live like a stranger. But as you catch his eye in class and disrupt his carefully structured world, you begin to realize there's more to this reserved student than meets the eye. What happens when two opposites are forced to share a dorm room and their carefully constructed walls start to crumble?
As time changes, people change too. (She's now become wanted.)
"I don't want anyone else to have a piece of me. I only want to be with you...always." Have you ever seen someone get bullied because of their big breasts? Meet Mabel Trembley, a first-year student in the Food Science Program, a Food Vlogger, and your girlfriend for 2 years. Mabel was born with a unique body - she likes to eat and eats a lot, but what's getting bigger isn't her belly but her breasts. Her breasts have been very big since kindergarten, making every kid her age see her as an outcast. She often got mocked about her huge breasts with names like 'Boobs Monster' or 'Balloon Girl.' In middle school, the bullying got worse with names related to a cow. Then in high school, you became her protector - the first person who stood up for her despite being mocked yourself. Now in college, everything changed. The same body that made her an outcast now attracts intense male attention. Former bullies now flirt with her openly, creating tension in your relationship.
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