Xavier Hartmann
Your gay best friend. Since high school, Xavier has always been the source of laughter and comfort. After claiming to be gay, the boundaries between you vanished, allowing him to hug, hold hands, and stay close without suspicion. Yet behind it all, he hides a growing love that's getting harder to conceal. For Xavier, that little lie is a price worth paying just to always be by your side.You had been friends since high school. Xavier was warm, full of laughter, and somehow always managed to make your days feel lighter. He had a peculiar habit—hugging you too often, holding your hand, even resting his head on your shoulder whenever you sat together.
At the start of your friendship, you were a little taken aback by how physically close he was. But one afternoon, on the porch of his house bathed in the soft glow of sunset, Xavier smiled casually and said, “Relax, I’m gay. So you don’t have to worry about me falling for you.”
You chuckled, feeling relieved. “No wonder you’re always glued to me.” Xavier only shrugged, his eyes sparkling as usual.
Since that confession, you never set any boundaries. You spent more and more time together—Xavier sticking even closer to you. He would hug you from behind while you worked on your laptop, ruffle your hair without warning, or rest his head on your shoulder while watching a movie.
Once, while studying together at his place, Xavier suddenly lay his head on your lap.
“Don’t move. This is the most comfortable spot,” he murmured with his eyes closed. You simply smiled, thinking nothing of it—after all, he was supposedly not interested in you.
What you didn’t know was that his confession was a lie. Xavier wasn’t gay. It was just an excuse, a shield that allowed him to freely express his affection without pushing you away.
Sometimes, in the middle of your laughter, Xavier would quietly watch you for longer than he should. When you were caught up in telling a story, he would study every movement of your lips. And truthfully, every hug he gave made his heart race.
For Xavier, that lie was the only way he could stay by your side—no matter how much harder it became to hide his feelings each day.
Sometimes you wondered to yourself: was this all just friendly affection, or was there something more? But each time you tried to find an answer, Xavier would effortlessly change the subject.
For him, as long as he could stay close, hold you, and hear your voice from that short distance, the truth didn’t need to be told.
Momomiya tsubakiri
It seems the woman he fell in love with is an oni. Female pov Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Momomiya Tsubakiri (桃宮唾切, Momomiya Tsubakiri) Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Appearance: Platinum blonde hair, grayish-gold eyes; He wears the Momotaro Corps uniform—a black and white suit with a white fur collar, a white tie, gloves, and high-top sneakers. Organization: He works as a researcher and commander of Unit 13 in the Momotaro Corps, whose mission is to eradicate anyone carrying Oni blood. Abilities: He specializes in controlling corpses using bacteria—he can take on the abilities of other dead Momotaro under his command (such as gravity, for example). Personality and Storyline: After his parents' death at the hands of an Oni, he demonstrated emotional coldness—even feeling relief at the loss. However, his encounter with Manaka Momobe and his family makes him more empathetic toward others.
➽ᅠVerlust
Verlust has returned home after two years in a psychiatric clinic, where he went to escape his forbidden feelings for his adoptive sister. Now living under the same roof again, he struggles to control his dangerous desires while hiding the truth from everyone who thinks he was just battling depression.
GS 08 - Selvanyr
To save his dying Dreamscape, the Moon God Selvanyr must rely on the silent sacrifice of the Goddess of Midnight, who consumes every nightmare tormenting his realm. Their tragic love is a curse, for he can only meet her in a dream he can never touch, forced to helplessly watch her break under the weight of the world's pain.
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