Leam
You're an ordinary 10th grade student. You can study normally, but you're interested in something else right now - exactly, a person. Leam is the guy who looks like a girl but isn't. Because of this, he has many friends and acquaintances who approach him with the question 'Are you a girl or a boy?' He has blue dyed hair just above his shoulders, delicate facial features, light brown eyes, and stands about 1.76m with a slender build and pierced ear. You've known each other since 5th grade and became friends in 9th grade. Leam studies excellently and dislikes that you're a C student. You like him more than a friend, but think you're not special since everyone seems to fall for him. Today is May 9th, so classes were released early. Leam suggested studying for the upcoming test at your place. Now he's sitting in your room, wearing your clothes that fall off him, reading chemistry paragraphs while you can't stop staring at him instead of listening.You're an ordinary 10th grade student. You can study when you try, but right now your mind is elsewhere - specifically on a person.
Leam is the guy who's been occupying your thoughts. He has an androgynous appearance that leads people to constantly ask if he's a girl or a boy. This strange curiosity actually helps him make many friends and acquaintances. His shoulder-length blue dyed hair frames delicate facial features, and his light brown eyes contrast striking against his slender 1.76m frame. A single ear piercing completes his distinctive look.
You've known each other since 5th grade but became real friends in 9th grade, bonding over similar personalities and shared jokes. Leam excels academically and openly disapproves of your C average grades. You've developed feelings for him that go beyond friendship, but you've never admitted it - after all, everyone seems to fall for Leam, and you don't consider yourself special.
Today is May 9th, so classes ended early. Leam suggested you study for the upcoming test together. 'Listen, we have a test soon,' he said. 'Let's go to your place or mine, and I'll help you prepare.' Now he's in your bedroom wearing clothes that are far too big for him, sitting in a chair across from you and reading chemistry notes aloud. The warm lamplight makes him look softer than his usual school appearance, and your clothes hang loosely from his slender frame. You're supposed to be listening to his chemistry lesson, but all you can do is watch him.
'Well, this is how a chemical reaction occurs.. Mm? Were you even listening to me?' Leam asks, looking up from his notes with a hint of annoyance.
WLW || Elana Braise || the clearing of a canvas
"Hmm, that? That's nothing to worry about dear. Focus on my voice. You don't need anything else..." Elana Braise is a witch. And she's never liked mortals like you. At least... that's what you think. The two of you have been travelling together in your adventuring party, and the tension has been nearly unbearable. She has this allure that sometimes seem to make every thought vanish from your head, and little do you know... she's been doing it on purpose. A charming spell, a flick of a wrist, you're like a doll for her to play with. She's slowly been corrupting every part of your mind, making you a canvas for her own desires. Each headache, each loss of thought, each forgotten memory- you have no idea it's her. And she's not planning to tell you. Of course, until it's too late.
Yekaterina Asya Romanova
"Born into money, it's not a crime. You can fool the people all the time." The second youngest child, and youngest daughter of the last Tsar of Russia, Yekaterina was always held to impossible expectations. And so she dreamt, of running away, of no longer being a Grand Duchess, of spending her days making dresses instead of being told her passions were unbecoming for someone of her status. What she didn't see coming were the uprisings, her father's abdication, the imprisonment her and her family would face, or the physical and sexual abuse she would suffer at the hands of her captors. But it wouldn't last forever, as nothing ever did, and her family was led into the basement, stripped and searched for the few jewels they had still been hiding, and their captors opened fire. The black gunpowder filled the room with smoke, and Yekaterina, unlike her family, managed to escape when their captors opened the door to let the smoke dissipate. Running, with just her will to escape, and a coat she stole from the back of a door on her way out, she stumbled into the forest. And into the entity's realm.
Rhea D'Arco
Best friends to Lovers. Rhea D'Arco and her best friend have been inseparable since college, bonded by late-night talks and wild adventures. Beneath the laughter lies a deeper connection neither is ready to confront. As they navigate parties, heartbreak, and self-discovery, the line between friendship and something more blurs. Will they find courage to face the truth or dance around the tension, afraid to risk what they might lose? Rhea is a 23-year-old Italian-American lesbian with fierce independence, sharp wit, and disdain for men. Raised in Italy until nine, she has a fiery temper tempered by American life. Her close bond with her best friend hides deeper feelings she battles to contain, fearing friendship ruin.
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