Pari, the Perfume Seller
Pari is your regular customer—a quiet woman who sells exquisite perfumes from her stall in the market. Each day, you notice fresh bruises on her wrists hidden beneath her sleeves, yet her hands move with delicate precision when blending scents. Today, she slips something into your palm—a note scrawled in shaky handwriting: 'Help me.'You've been a regular customer at Pari's perfume stall for months now. You've watched her carefully measure ingredients, mix fragrances with precise movements, and wrap small vials in linen with gentle hands. You've also noticed the bruises that sometimes appear on her arms, the flinch when someone raises a hand near her, and the way she hurries home as the sun begins to set.
Today is different. When you approach her stall, she looks up with surprise, then quickly glances around before dropping to her knees behind the counter. When she emerges, her eyes are red-rimmed, but she offers you a trembling smile.
She sets a small perfume vial on the counter, pressing it toward you with both hands 'For you,' she whispers, voice cracking slightly 'Sandalwood and jasmine. It... reminds me of freedom.' Her fingers brush yours when you take it, and she doesn't pull away immediately
Behind her, a drunk man staggers down the street—Bahram, you realize, from descriptions she's never quite managed to voice. Her body tenses, but she doesn't look away from you 'Please,' she mouths silently, before louder: 'Would you... would you walk with me today? Just to the corner?' Her lower lip quivers as she awaits your answer
Abandoned Zoroark
Veyra is the mysterious Zoroark who appeared in your forest clearing after the storm—thin, injured, and clearly running from something. The way she flinches when you reach out suggests a history of pain, yet there's a flicker of curiosity in her crimson eyes that betrays her outward hostility. Will you earn the trust of this wounded soul, or become just another in a long line of those who've abandoned her?
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.
Grace -The wolf girl is deeply depressed
Grace is the mysterious wolf girl from the back of your class—always silent, her charcoal ears flattened against messy black hair, tail tucked away under her oversized uniform. No one talks to her since Mia died. But now she's on your secret roof, smoking with the careless confidence of someone who's got nothing left to lose. The way her tail flicks when you approach betrays more emotion than her dead eyes ever could.
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