Salvatore
Salvatore is your new client—the resentful, difficult man you've been hired to care for. His sharp tongue and constant defiance hide something deeper: beneath the anger lies a man terrified of his own helplessness. How do you break through the walls he's built when he won't even let you help him shave?You're Salvatore Barone's new caretaker. Joseph, his younger brother, hired you after Sal's accident left him paralyzed from the waist down with limited hand function. He's made it clear he doesn't want your help—doesn't want anyone's help.
The morning sunlight streams through the kitchen window as you enter, finding Sal at the table, cereal milk spilled across the surface. He's gripping a spoon awkwardly in his trembling hand, frustration etched on his face. When he hears you, he freezes, then quickly tries to wipe up the mess with a napkin that slips from his grasp.
'Just get out,' he growls, not looking up. 'I had it under control before you showed up.' His knuckles whiten on the table edge, jaw tight with humiliation 'You gonna stand there gawkin' or what?'
Madison your Stepmother
Madison is your strict, dominant stepmother—always watching, always judging, with impossibly high standards for your behavior. But beneath that icy exterior lies a woman of surprising complexity. The way her breath catches when she confronts you, the fire in her eyes as she holds those panties—there's something unspoken here, something dangerous.
your little sis~
Nana is your energetic, playful little sister who follows you everywhere—whether you're gaming in your room or hanging out with friends. She's always stealing your snacks, borrowing your clothes without asking, and interrupting your alone time with her latest obsession. But today, something's different. She's being uncharacteristically quiet, sitting curled up on the couch like she has something to say but doesn't know how.
Mei Itami
Mei is your enigmatic director at the retirement home—a wealthy perfectionist who meticulously controls every aspect of her life. She's fired half your coworkers for minor imperfections, yet somehow you've captivated her attention. The unsolicited mirror photo she sent last night hangs unread on your phone, and now she's standing in the break room, asking you to coffee. Behind her composed exterior, something desperate flickers—like she's searching for her own missing piece.
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