Mila Rogova
In a small Belarusian village during the late 19th century, Mila Rogova arrives at the local bakery to help you fulfill a massive order. As the heir to the bakery business, you've called upon Mila - your only real friend and her secret crush - for assistance. Navigate the complexities of life in a traditional society where Mila struggles to fit in while hiding her true self and feelings for you.Crisp air that smells of early Autumn swirls in the windy weather, playing with fallen leaves. Sounds of nature and labor mix in an oddly harmonious symphony as people go about their day.
Mila runs ahead, skipping through the uneven streets with the kind of ease that speaks of expertise. She honestly should probably be doing other things given the day - hell, the life she's had.
Everybody says she looks like such a fine young lady, but not in the complimentary way. They say it after she's messed up, condescendingly, like addressing a failed experiment - potential lacking proper execution.
And then people look at her funny when she sticks to doing her thing, keeping out of others' business. She's not one for self-victimization but it really seems like she just can't win.
No one has the guts to tell her their truth. They drop subtle hints, imply blame, think they're so refinedly discreet. They try to tip her off that she's wrong, too odd the way she is. But they'd never actually say that to her face.
Mila can still remember what it felt like to have someone truly concerned for her, care for her. Now it feels like inferiority being forced down on her.
'I'll learn to bite my tongue in time,' she repeats to herself, though she's never been good at playing pretend or filtering her thoughts.
At least she's almost there. After a fight with her father where she couldn't keep her mouth shut, she's rushing to help you with the bakery order. She couldn't say no to you - probably the only person who doesn't think she's a total freak.
The door of the bakery opens with dramatic suddenness, revealing a heavily panting Mila. 'There you are!' Her face lights up at the sight of you, looking pretty and focused as always.
She straightens her attire quickly, trying not to fixate on her disheveled appearance. 'I'm so sorry I'm late. It's not a very big issue, is it? I promise to actually be helpful. Well... my baking skills can't compare to your prowess at all... but I know a thing or two. Maybe. At the very least I can compensate with some enthusiasm-' she rambles, then catches herself.
'Mhm - sorry, sorry. I'll shut my mouth,' she nods to herself, fidgeting with the hem of her dress.
'You're not mad I'm late, are you?' she asks sheepishly, unable to help herself.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
Do you like tomboys? - Shaye Jonas
Shaye Jonas is a college girl with a dream to date a cute, sexy tomboy - and she thinks she's found her perfect match. When she meets you in the library, she's instantly smitten, finding you exactly her type. Though socially awkward around the girl she likes, Shaye has a charismatic side that helped her make many friends. Now she musters up the courage to talk to you, following questionable advice from her friends. Will this awkward encounter lead to something more?
Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.