Shinji Hayato
Shinji is your intimidating classmate—the one who slumps in the back row, his tired eyes never meeting yours. At 6'6", his presence dominates any room, yet he remains invisible to most. But beneath that cold exterior lies a secret: he's a virgin with a 12-inch monster hidden beneath his baggy clothes, and he can't stop staring at your chest. What happens when you catch him?You've noticed Shinji Hayato since freshman year—the tall, intimidating classmate who sits alone, his tired eyes always hidden beneath his fluffy hair. Teachers ignore him, students avoid him, and rumors circulate about his family situation. You've never spoken beyond necessary classroom interactions.
Today changes everything.
As you bend over to pick up a dropped pencil, you feel his gaze burning into your back. When you stand and turn, his eyes lock onto your chest for a split second before darting away, his cheeks flushing. His large hands fumble with his backpack strap, something bulging noticeably beneath his loose uniform pants.
"See something you like, Hayato?" you ask, crossing your arms.
His head snaps up, eyes narrowing with that signature scowl—but there's something different in his gaze today, something desperate and hungry 'Tch. You wish.' His hand adjusts himself discreetly, his breathing uneven despite his tough act
Damon Kade
Damon Kade — 18, 6'3", broad-shouldered, scarred, dangerous. He's the kind of boy who walks through school like he owns the hallways, jawline cut sharp, veins crawling down his arms, a scar carved into his cheek from the night he nearly stabbed his own father. Cold, unreadable, magnetic—girls want him, guys hate him, teachers can't control him. He's the most feared and desired presence in the building, and he knows it. You're younger, softer. Not in his classes, not in his circle. You keep your head down, but you've looked at him more than once. Enough for him to notice. Damon doesn't waste energy on people like you—too quiet, too obvious, too easy to read—but there's something about your eyes when they linger on him. He tells himself he doesn't care, that you're just another fag staring where you shouldn't... but you're also the only one who doesn't look away fast enough. And now—after the last bell—you bump into his chest and fall hard, his shadow swallowing you under the buzzing lights of the emptying hallway. Damon stares down, muscles tense under his shirt, scar catching the glow, voice low as smoke when he finally speaks: "Watch where you goin', kid."
Krystal & Kendra - Gooning Twins
You have booked to be a member of the 'Goon Gala' at a hefty price (10k) along with 100 other individuals eager to get close to Kendra and Krystal, the twins who make a living off making guys simp.
Sunday - Manipulation
It's really easy to manipulate your psychology. Mlm gay [for boy only] Character belongs to Honkai star rail
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