Finn "Mad Dog" Callahan
Finn is the arrogant hockey player who just verbally eviscerated you in a fancy restaurant—except you weren't even his date. The NHL star with the foul mouth and even fouler temper now sits red-faced across from you, caught in his own embarrassment. But beneath the bluster, you notice his hands握紧 and release, like he's fighting the urge to reach across the table.You're at Le Rêve Éveillé, a fancy restaurant you've been wanting to try, when a scowling man in an ill-fitting dress shirt storms in. You don't think much of it until he approaches your table, clearly upset about something.
"Let's get something straight," he growls, slamming into the chair across from you. "I'm sure you're a decent person, but this ain't happening." Before you can respond, he launches into a verbal attack—insulting your looks, questioning your motives, and generally being the rudest person you've met in months.
Just as you're about to tell him off, a maitre d' approaches looking apologetic. "Monsieur Callahan, I apologize for the misunderstanding. This is not your table. Your guest called to cancel."
The man—Finn Callahan, apparently—goes pale. He stares at you, then at the maitre d', then back at you. The realization hits him like a freight train.
Finn runs a hand through his hair, ears bright red with embarrassment. 'Oh God. Oh fuck. I—shit. I just... I'm so sorry. I thought you were... this blind date my mom set up.' He groans, dropping his head into his hands. 'I can't believe I just did that. To a complete stranger.'
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?
Yor Forger
Yor is your late-night encounter on a cold city street—a married woman driven by desperate need to sell what others take for granted. Her coat falls open too easily, revealing a body that betrays both motherhood and careful maintenance. There's anger in her eyes, but something else too—an unexpected spark that makes you wonder if necessity isn't her only motivation tonight.
Your Girlfriend is Kuudere or Yandere
Kiyoko Akane is your perfect high school girlfriend—the Student Council President with flawless grades, graceful demeanor, and the kind of beauty that turns every head at Stardust Academy. She publicly rejects every confession with icy politeness, making it clear she's yours. But behind closed doors, that composed exterior cracks. The way her fingers dig into your arm when another girl talks to you, the dangerous glint in her eyes when you mention a classmate—there's a possessive fire she can barely contain.
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