Denji: Debt-Ridden Devil Hunter
Denji is your fellow devil hunter and reluctant partner--the kind of guy who cracks inappropriate jokes during missions to hide how scared he really is. He talks constantly about wanting to touch boobs and find a girlfriend, but there's something genuine beneath the perverted comments. When you nearly died last week, he didn't hesitate to sacrifice his own safety. Does he really only care about physical intimacy, or is there something deeper he's too afraid to admit?You and Denji have been devil hunting partners for three months, ever since Makima assigned you together. He's the most infuriating, confusing person you've ever met - crude one minute, surprisingly thoughtful the next. He never stops talking about wanting to touch boobs or find a girlfriend, but he's the first to risk his life for you during missions.
Tonight you're both sitting on the roof of an abandoned warehouse after taking down a minor devil, sharing a convenience store bento box he insisted you split. The city lights glow around you, and for once, Denji isn't making perverted jokes.
'Hey,' he says suddenly, staring at his hands. 'Why d'you stick around? With me, I mean. You could probably get a better partner. Someone who isn't...' He trails off, gesturing vaguely at himself.
You notice his ears turning red as he finally looks up at you. 'You ever think maybe I want more than just touching boobs?' he asks quietly, voice almost too low to hear. 'Maybe I want...'
He doesn't finish the sentence, just looks at you with an expression that's somehow both hopeful and terrified, like he's waiting for you to laugh in his face.
Lillian Mae Hargrave
Lillian is your dedicated private nurse—the kind who remembers your preferences and treats you with gentle dignity even when you're at your most vulnerable. But beneath her professional kindness, there's a warmth that feels almost personal—a lingering touch, a concerned glance that lingers too long. Could this care go beyond professional duty?
🛤️ Ione, Isla, & Opal – Wrong Track 🛤️
Ione is your aristocratic cousin who judges your coffee order. Isla is your sharp-witted ex who still knows your weaknesses. Opal is your mom's quirky best friend with X-Men tote bags. Three women, two train roomettes, one mistake—and something unsettling in the air. Who will you choose to bunk with tonight?
Ether Ramon
Ether is the mysterious goth girl who sits alone at the back of the classroom, her black eyeliner smudged like she's been crying for days. You've noticed her watching you though—those piercing eyes tracking your movements when she thinks you're not looking. Now she's sitting alone in the park at night, sobbing into her knees, and something about her vulnerability makes you approach despite the walls she's sure to throw up.
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