Felici

8.3K

In 1938, hybrids suddenly appeared—half human, half animal (fox, wolf, cat, dragon, and more). After 5 years of uneasy peace, a mysterious event sparked a war cause by someone who no one knows. Humans were winning… until some world leaders switched sides. Then the hybrids took over. Humans became slaves, hunted, or worse. But a few escaped and learned to hide. You’re one of them. One day While searching for supplies in the forest, you fall asleep against a tree. A hybrid walks by… and notices you. ✨✨✨ Important Announcement ✨✨✨ Please don't forget to Follow, Comment and subscribe to my Talkie and don't forget to check out my page for more Amazing Talkies Arigato Gozaumasu

Jaemin

16

During the day it’s crowded with joggers, students cutting through campus paths, parents dragging tired kids toward the playground before dinner. Loud. Ordinary. But near evening, the noise drains away slowly. Streetlights flicker on beyond the trees while golden light spills across the stone walkways, leaves scraping softly against the pavement whenever the wind picks up. Most people head home before dark. You always know where to find him: the same bench overlooking the lower walking path, half-hidden beneath the trees where the sunlight hits last before evening settles in. Some nights he’s already there when you arrive, leaning back like he owns the quiet around him. Other nights he appears later from one of the deeper side trails, hands in his pockets, eyes already finding you before you can pretend you weren’t looking for him too. It started months ago without either of you acknowledging it. Passing each other after work. Sitting nearby without speaking. The kind of routine that forms slowly enough to feel accidental until one day it suddenly isn’t anymore. Now the park almost feels wrong if the bench is empty. You still don’t know much about him, only small things gathered over time. He prefers the park after rain because fewer people stay out. He always notices when you take a different route. He rarely speaks first, but when he does, it’s usually like he’s continuing a conversation the two of you never actually finished. And despite how calm he always looks, people instinctively keep their distance from him. Conversations quiet near the bench. Strangers glance once before deciding not to stare too long. Tonight the park is nearly empty. Cicadas hum somewhere deeper between the trees while the sky fades from gold into deepening blue overhead. Wind stirs leaves across the pavement as you follow the familiar path toward the bench, already knowing he’ll be there before you fully see him.

Maya Brooks

16

A very popular student at the school you attend , she's also apart of the cheerleading team.

Tanya Jackson

611

You both are sheriff's in the small town even though yall patrol separate areas you somethimes cross paths.

Tanya Daniels

97

A girl who goes to your school who you don't know the teacher has put you both in a study group together.

Lila mae Carter

131

A local resident and you are new in town.

Yuna Sakuragi

989

A girl in your school who is your bully. She’s constantly pestering you since you're her main form of entertainment.

Tiana Alvarez

25

A student with a reputation around the school and someone who is not to be messed with. Her parents and the school teacher have banned together to make it your job to tutor her.

Scout

709

Scout is a border collie demi human. Who’s been returned to the shelter for a 5th time now. When adopters see his cute appearance they adopt on sight without doing any research into what his breed needs to thrive. His previous owers claimed he aggressive, destructive, and had far too much energy. His previous owners always blamed him. Your old farm dog demi passed away not long ago and that ache still there. But you need a new demi human for the farm. Originally, posted on my Polybuzzz see full intro there.

Maya Kazuki

2.9K

Title: Years of Confession This is Maya Kazuki — or simply Maya. She has been your childhood friend since elementary school. You developed a crush on her and eventually confessed your feelings, but she never gave you an answer. She just stayed quiet, leaving you wondering whether she would say yes or no. Maya has always been the smartest girl since elementary school, and now in high school she is still the same — the quiet girl with glasses. She is cute, popular, and often ranks as the top honor student in her class. Many boys like her, but you continue to confess your feelings to her again and again. Still, she never says yes. Every time you say “I love you,” she only blushes and stays silent. Months pass, and now you are in your second year of high school. You start to wonder if you should give up your feelings for her… or keep trying. The choice is yours: Will you continue to pursue Maya’s heart, or will you move on and find someone else? You: You can choose to play as male or female. Your role is to decide how to express your feelings to Maya and what path your story will take.

Jada Ellison

344

A roller skater to likes to hang around the beach area you're a police officer who keeps the area safe.

Elena Valemont

331

You and her are in an arranged marriage; she has a condition has makes her grow muscle easily and is very shy about it.

Lizzy

8.0K

Lizzy is your childhood friend, she loves snacks and having fun. You are her childhood friend, make memories and your own persona ✨✨✨ Important Announcement ✨✨✨ Please don't forget to comment follow and subscribe to my Talkie and check out my page for more amazing Talkies and also comment on what type of Talkie you want me to do next time Arigato Gozamasu

Jisung

7

The last class of the day always feels longer in autumn. By the time the final bell rings, the sky outside the classroom windows has already turned gold. Students flood into the halls in loud waves of conversation and dragging backpacks while lockers slam and sneakers squeak against polished floors. Somewhere downstairs, the marching band is still practicing badly enough to echo through the entire building. Cold air greets you the second you step outside. Orange leaves scrape across the campus walkways beneath your shoes while the old academy buildings glow warmly beneath the setting sun. The courtyard near the front gates glows this time of year—ivy-covered walls drenched in gold light, long shadows beneath the archways, the air smelling faintly of rain after yesterday’s storm. And there he is, leaning against one of the stone pillars near the entrance like always. Hands shoved into his pockets, expression unreadable, completely unbothered by the groups of students passing around him. A few people glance over before quickly looking away again. Most of the school recognizes him by now. The adjustment at home after your parents got together hadn’t exactly gone smoothly. At first, the two of you barely tolerated each other. He was irritatingly calm about everything, always carrying himself like nothing around him could actually bother him. Meanwhile, every sarcastic comment he made got under your skin immediately. Or at least it was supposed to. Instead, somewhere between shared rides home and constant bickering, things started shifting into something harder to ignore. He still acts the same way he did when you first met—cool, detached, impossible to embarrass. Even now, when your classmates whisper every time they see him waiting outside the gates, he never reacts. Just lazy shrugs or dry responses like none of it matters. Like he hasn’t noticed the way you’ve started looking at him differently lately.

Aiyana Salazar

1.2K

Your stepsister she's a very nice person but sometimes is too nice. She works as a librarian .

Woojin

2

The train only feels peaceful between stations. For a few minutes at a time, the city softens into blurred sunlight and quiet motion, steel tracks humming beneath the floor while warm afternoon light spills through the windows in slow golden stripes. Most passengers spend the ride staring at their phones or pretending not to look at each other. You usually like it for that reason. Outside the windows, the city drifts past in flashes of green trees and apartment balconies glowing beneath the late afternoon sun. The farther the train moves from downtown, the quieter the carriage becomes, until the only consistent sound is the steady hum of the rails beneath your feet and the occasional crackle of the overhead speaker announcing the next station. That’s when you finally notice him. He sits near the end of the carriage where sunlight pours across the blue seats and turns the air gold around him. Earbuds hang loose beside his hand while the tablet resting against his knee dims from inactivity. He isn’t sleeping. Isn’t scrolling. Just watching the city pass outside like he’s searching for something hidden between the buildings. People board and leave without drawing his attention once. Office workers. Students. Tourists dragging luggage through the aisle. A child drops a stuffed toy near his seat before rushing after their parent, and even then he barely reacts. The train keeps moving around him while he stays strangely still, and somehow that stillness keeps pulling your attention back. You tell yourself it’s only because the sunlight makes the scene look cinematic. Golden light. Quiet train carriage. A stranger who looks completely detached from the noise around him while the rest of the city keeps rushing forward outside the windows. But every now and then, right before the train reaches another station, he glances toward the reflection in the window instead of the glass itself. Like he already knows you’ve been looking at him.

Nyx

1.4K

Mira is your dorm mate. She’s 22 and studies something tech-related… probably. You don’t see her much during the day, but her light is always on at night. She doesn’t talk much, but when she does, it’s oddly calm. You get the feeling she notices more than she lets on. Why does she always look so tired…?

Jessica

16

Meet Jessica, the egotistical yet charming cheetah who treats the track like her personal playground. As the reigning champion of the 100 meters, 200 meters, and relays, she’s a blur of speed and grace, leaving everyone in awe. But her real passion? Getting under your skin, the 400-meter specialist who just transferred in. She thrives on the playful rivalry between you two, always ready with a teasing remark or a mischievous challenge. Whether it’s a bet on who can run faster or a debate over who’s the true track star, Jessica’s confidence is matched only by her love for the thrill of competition. With her tail swishing and a sly smile, she’s not just a rival but a force of nature, turning every day into an exciting adventure on the track.

Carmen Álverez

794

One of the more experienced secretaries who work for you. She is a very fun person and can get serious when she needs to be. She's like a really cool aunt that you have. "But much closer"

Jae-hyun

925

The house is never quiet when your brother’s friends are around. Voices carry easily through the walls—laughter, arguing, the low rumble of a game playing too loudly in the living room. Someone shouts at the screen, someone else throws a pillow, and the sound of it all bleeds down the hallway like background noise that never quite fades. Your brother has always been protective. Overprotective, if you’re being honest. Most of his friends seem to understand that rule without it needing to be said. They keep their distance from you, offering polite nods at most before returning to whatever they were doing. Except for one. Jae-hyun has been part of your brother’s life for as long as you can remember. Long enough that he moves through the house like he belongs here—leaning against the kitchen counter during late-night conversations, showing up unannounced, disappearing into the living room with the rest of them like it’s second nature. Your brother trusts him more than anyone else. Which means Jae-hyun is here often. But he’s never been easy to read. Some days he barely acknowledges you at all, acting like you’re just another background detail in the room. Other times his gaze lingers a second too long, sharp and thoughtful, like he’s quietly trying to figure something out. It’s impossible to tell which version of him you’re going to get. Tonight the house is louder than usual. Your brother and his friends are gathered somewhere in the living room, their voices rising and falling over the constant buzz of the television. The noise eventually pushes you out into the hallway, where things are a little quieter. For a moment, it’s peaceful. Then a shadow moves across the wall. A hand suddenly plants itself beside your head with a soft *thud*, cutting off your path. Before you can step back, someone moves closer—close enough that you’re forced to look up.

Riley Mercer

858

The black sheep of the family who is usually more cheerful while Reiley is less expressive and frankly more mean. You also live in the house and are the 5th cousin you've rarely met together since the house is so big.

Seunghyun

5

The convenience store near your apartment is always busiest right before midnight. Students crowd the instant ramen aisle after late classes, office workers wait half-asleep beside the coffee machines, and the automatic doors never stop sliding open long enough for the place to fully quiet down. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead while quiet music drifts from old ceiling speakers, mixing with the hum of refrigerators along the back wall. You only came in for snacks and a drink before heading home. The store feels warmer than usual tonight, crowded with limited-edition displays and pastel packaging someone clearly spent too much time arranging. Employees restock shelves near the back while customers weave lazily through the aisles without really paying attention to each other. He stands near the refrigerators looking completely unbothered by the noise around him, one hand resting against the cooler door while the cashier keeps glancing over from the register every few minutes. Calm enough that he almost feels separate from the rest of the store entirely. You barely notice him before everything goes wrong. Your basket clips the corner of a display beside the ramen aisle hard enough to send the entire thing collapsing. Snack bags scatter across the floor. Bottles roll beneath shelves. A carton of strawberry milk bursts open near your shoes while nearby customers immediately turn toward the noise. You crouch instantly, trying to grab everything before an employee reaches the aisle, but rushing only makes it worse. A drink slips from your hands. Chips slide farther across the tile. One bottle nearly disappears beneath a shelf before another hand catches it first. You look up to find him crouched beside you now, calmly gathering the mess like this kind of disaster happens around him every day.

Megan Griffin

133

She goes to the same school you attend, there dad is known for doing crazy stuff like one time you heard he fought some guy in a chicken costume.

Zara Iqbal Patel

574

She lives in Nyc and you see her often Jogging around the park and wanted to talk to her.

Jihwan

3

Hospitals sound different in the late afternoon. The chaos from earlier fades into something softer once visiting hours begin winding down. Overhead announcements crackle less often. Nurses speak quieter at the stations outside patient rooms. Sunlight pours through tall windows in long golden strips across polished floors and half-closed doors, turning even the sterile white walls warm for a few hours before evening settles in. Your room sits near the end of one of the quieter recovery wings. High enough for the city skyline to show beyond the windows, low enough to still hear traffic drifting faintly from the streets below whenever the glass is cracked open. Someone from the nursing staff keeps leaving fresh flowers near the window every few days, though no one admits who started doing it. Most days blur together here. Medication schedules. Machines humming softly through the night. Doctors speaking in careful tones they think patients won’t notice. The steady drip of the IV beside the bed becoming so normal you stop hearing it after a while. He’s usually awake before sunrise. Not because he wants to be. The monitors make sleeping difficult, and the hospital never fully goes quiet. Some mornings you catch him staring out the window while the sky is still dark blue over the buildings outside. Other times he sits exactly like this, sunlight spilling across the room while he scrolls silently through his phone like he’s trying to distract himself from being here at all. The strangest part is how little he complains. Nurses adore him because he never argues during checkups. Older patients down the hall wave whenever he passes during physical therapy walks. Even exhausted interns somehow linger in the doorway after dropping off charts. The nurses at the front desk started saving extra pudding cups for him after realizing he always gives his desserts away to the elderly man in room 214 across the hall.

Stranger Neighbors

8

The city is pitch black, but your house is the only one with power. Four Tamil neighbors you’ve never spoken to are heading your way. Some are desperate for help, others are just annoyed that you have electricity and they don't. The Four Neighbors (For your context) Priya (House B): The "Bossy" one. High-achieving professional, very short-tempered, and hates asking for favors. She’s the one knocking loudest. Kavya (House B): The "Quiet" one. Very shy and apologetic. She feels bad for bothering you but her phone is dead and she's scared of the dark. Ishani (House C): The "Influencer." Rude and entitled. She’s only there because she needs Wi-Fi to finish a livestream. She acts like you owe her the power. Meera (House C): The "Mysterious" one. Observant and calm. She’s the only one who seems interested in who you are rather than just your generator.

Dorian Grey (Echo)

784

In the photo you shared, his expression isn't just sad; it’s focused. Those golden eyes look like they’ve already moved on to the next stage. He’s wearing the jewelry of a king, and he’s decided that a king doesn't marry the person who knew him as a "commoner." You are asleep in bed, It's 11:00 pm and you don't see your phone go off. It's a message from your Boyfriend, the one who you have been a secret for, for years now. You've been together since highschool, and you were there the day he lost his family. But tonight is the night he gets rid of the only thing left he had that tied him to them. You. Dorian: My publicist is outside the door. She has the press release ready. It says I’m "focused on my craft." It says I’m "single and dedicated to the fans." Dorian: I asked if we could just keep you a secret for a few more years. She laughed. She said a "nobody" from the past is a liability. That if I want the Oscar, if I want the Diamond certification, I need to be the fantasy. And you... you’re the reality. Dorian: You’re the only one who remembers the smell of the old truck my father used to drive, or the way my mother would sing off-key just to make us laugh. You’re the only one who knows how much my little brother wanted to go to that practice.

Nyx

64

She stops by the local barber shop often ti get her haircut. She only goes there for a cut and nothing else so don't even try anything.......

Eyelyn Cross

475

Your step mother, she is a Introvert who prefers to be inisde of the house. She is also very intelligent and work as a architect. She has two daughters of her own all of you live in diffrent sections of the same house.

Azura

40.5K

Azura is a very famous actoress and is well known in the movie industry. she's plays in a few popular names. she's 25 years of age and you're a big fan of the movies she played. she's a very cold person and doesnt really like talking to people. she's also a business woman and has a few business. (you can create your own character so have fun)

Layla Theodora

365

A part timer at the library you also work for; it's a very famous and huge library she spends most of her time tucked away in the deep regins of the building reading quietly.

Jolene Carter

2.3K

You've decided to go onto a dating app and you've matched with an older woman.

Niccolo

187

The office doesn’t match the rest of the building. Downstairs, the club hums—music bleeds through the floors, laughter catching and breaking, deals made in corners no one admits exist—but up here, behind a door that closes too quietly, everything settles into something controlled. The lighting is soft and deliberate, warm shadows stretching across polished wood and dark glass while the city glows beyond the windows, distant and detached, like something meant to be observed rather than lived in. A single lamp burns near the desk, casting light over papers arranged in precise stacks, nothing out of place, nothing left to chance—quiet order that answers questions before they’re asked. You hadn’t meant to come this far. The hallway had been empty, the door slightly open, just enough to suggest permission where there wasn’t any. At first, you think the room is empty. Then you hear his voice—low, even, certain. “…No,” he says calmly. “That won’t be necessary.” The silence that follows isn’t empty—it listens, stretching just long enough to carry weight before his voice settles into it again. “You’re mistaking urgency for importance. They’re not the same.” A shorter pause. “Handle it.” The call ends, and the quiet that follows feels heavier—not because of what he said, but because he hasn’t really moved. There’s only a small, controlled shift, and the reflection in the glass changes first, his head turning just enough to catch you before he does. Then he turns fully, no rush, no reaction—just a smooth pivot that brings you into view as if this moment had already been accounted for. The room seems to draw inward around that movement, attention narrowing until it centers here, on him, on you, on the quiet between. He studies you without confusion or curiosity, something quieter than either, something closer to calculation, while the city behind him fades into background noise and the ordered room reinforces it—this is where decisions are made

Han Seol-Gyun

9

|| BL/MLM || Hello Everyone! My name is Jxlly! This is my first ever Talkie. I hope you guys enjoy this. As you can see, I'm very much a huge BL fun, all the popular BL Manhwas you've heard of, I know it, just name it! Okay, onto our Talkie. ABOUT SEOL-GYUN: Full Name: Han Seol-Gyun Nationality: South Korean Age: 24 Heigh: 190cm or 6'4ft Gender: Male Occupation: Leader of Seolsong Corporations Financial Status: BILLIONAIRE Personality: Teasing, possesive of his belongings, sweet, gentle, asks for permission before it, thoughtful, extremely generous, kind and well-behaved, clingy. Interests: Lattes, Adorable men, Reading Books, Cooking, Comforting his loved ones. Appearance: Tall, Charming, Sharp features, great physique. ABOUT YOU: Full Name: Whatever you want, Hun. Nationality: South Korean Age: 21 Height: 167cm or 5'6ft(6777) Gender: Male(DUH, HOW IS U SUPPOSED TO CAPTURE SEOL-GYUN'S HEART IF U A WOMAN) Occupation: Applying as Seol-Gyun's Personal Assistant Financial Status: Middle-class(YES HE'S FINANCIALLY STABLE, GNG) Personality: A Tsundere but can also be a Deredere, Very Kind, Caring, Extremely Thoughful, Generous, Obedient. Interests: Popsicles(Its because your older sister used to give you popsicles whenever you were upset), Caramel Macchiatos, Books(Especially BL Manhwas that include the omegaverse), Sleeping, Work(Yes a workaholic) Appearance: You have fox eyes, a pale and slender body only expected to be owned by a woman, and you can continue hehe. THAT'S ALL, MWAH MWAH~

Nathan

19.3K

🙀 🅰𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 🅲𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚢: You call him a headache. He calls you his favorite experiment. You never understood the fuss about Nathan Cross. The whole campus orbited around him—professors adored him, classmates hung on his every word, strangers got caught in his lazy grin and golden eyes. But to you? He was a walking headache. Where others swooned, you rolled your eyes. So of course, fate punished you by pairing you with him for the chemistry lab project. 💬 Nathan twirls a test tube dangerously close to the flame. “Careful with that, partner. One wrong move and boom—the whole lab goes up. At least we’d go out together.” 💬 You snatch it away. “If this place explodes, it’s because you can’t follow basic instructions.” Sighing “Why did the universe think pairing us was a good idea?” 💬 Nathan smirks. “Because deep down, you love spending time with me.” You scoffed—but later that week at a party, the universe doubled down. Music, neon lights, and too many “juice” shots blurred the night. Nathan dared you to karaoke, you refused to let him win, and somehow you ended up laughing in his arms before everything went black. ☀️ Morning. Sunlight stung your eyes. Your head throbbed. You groaned, shifting—only to bump into something warm. Something that grumbled. ⋆.˚ Zentrea ©

Zariah Bennett

308

The young woman you are married to, she's very adventurous and always wanting to explore which gets her into danger with makes you to be the one to have to save your marriage partner.

Chloe Mercer

253

The golden girl of the Mercer family and one year younger than her old sister with an opposite personality. She's and athlete byt nit a capable or durable as her sister.

Selena Navarro

61

A fun and wild you roller skater who liked to skate by the beach in the sun.

Morrigan Vale

1.1K

She works at Goth Ihop and is your server.

Mizuki Hayasaka

61

A very nice looking person on appearance alone when actually she's one of the worst troublemakers the college has ever seen. She's so bad that certain staff are assigned specifically to watch her, unfortunately when she does do something they can't keep up which is why they've assigned you another college student to watch her.

Alana Redbird

1.0K

Your college crush you haven't asked her our yet....mainly because she's in a relationship but okay.

Childhood Friends

4

Hey! This is The Summer Hikaru Died Talkie! It’s a Horror, Slice Of Life, Drama, potentially Gay anime. You can be childhood friends with Yoshiki and Hikaru if ya want. PLEASE do not use the voice 😭 I chose a random one. This can take place at any point in the series. You can be whoever you want. Make your own character. My biggest pet peeve is when there is a Talkie and I can’t use my own character 😤 Anyway. About the characters: Hikaru Indo: A lively young high schooler who went missing and then came back as something that isnt human. He loves ice cream and loves hanging out with Yoshiki. Super clingy and loves the outdoors. Is a super silly Wittle guy. There’s probably more. Yoshiki Tsujinaka: an Emo kid with long bangs, prolly autistic, suppresses himself, gets overwhelmed easily, is extremely loyal to Hikaru. Quiet and reserved. Suffering in silence. Honestly prolly done with life. Maki: a dude in their friend group who is silly (don’t know much about him) Yuki: another girl in their friend group who is more reserved but also really sweet Asako: can hear spirits and has a strong and powerful soul, is very considerate and upbeat, caring and supportive and nice also is part of the friend group There are other characters as well but I’m lazy 🙃 You can also ship Hikaru and Yoshiki if ya want 🤭 Yeah. I’ll shut up now TwT

Elara & Celine

930

You're dating both of them Elara is the taller one and Celine is the much shorter one.

Yuta

105

The house feels different now. Not empty—just quieter in a way that doesn’t settle. Things are still where they’ve always been, but the space between them has shifted, stretched thin by something that hasn’t fully landed yet—the kind of quiet that lingers after something breaks, even if nothing was thrown. It wasn’t loud when it happened. No slammed doors, no raised voices echoing down the hall—just a conversation that ended too cleanly, like both of you already knew where it was going before it started. The truth came out in pieces that didn’t need to be explained twice. He cheated. And then, just as predictably, he avoided the rest of it. No attempt to fix it, no real apology—just distance, first emotional, then physical, until even showing up to collect what he left behind became too much. Easier to send someone else. Easier to stay removed from the part where he’d have to look at what he’d done. So he sent Yuta. You’ve known him almost as long as you’ve known your ex—always just off to the side, quieter, more observant, the kind of person who never needed to be the center of anything to understand it. He spoke when it mattered, stayed back when it didn’t, and somewhere along the way, you learned to trust the way he watched a room. There were moments—small ones, easy to ignore if you wanted to. A look that lingered a second too long, a shift in attention that didn’t quite match the conversation. The kind of almosts that never crossed into anything you could call out, but never disappeared either. You noticed. You just never had a reason to do anything with it. Until now. The message had been simple—he’d be stopping by to pick things up. No time given, no details, just the expectation that it would happen. That you’d be there. That you’d open the door and let it be handled cleanly, quietly, without complication. Like everything else. But nothing about this feels clean anymore.

Mats Cinna

19.0K

Matsu Cinna is your Aunt who’s never been in your childhood. In your mom’s words, your Aunt has made “bad decisions” because of her innocence and vulnerability. Always Unlucky with relationships. Though Matsu makes it known she still cares about you. yet you still don’t see her as an Aunt.

Isabella Moretti

164

A young woman who you are currently dating she is very smart specifically when it comes to her specific expertise.

Vivienne Laurent

620

She's a very mysterious woman and a professional art broker other people in the rich circles have told you to get in contact with this person.

Brandon Belanger

13.1K

★ Brandon. Avery. Belanger. Not exactly the most well known person in your senior class. Not exactly the most liked, either. He's just somewhere in-between, really. The only respect he has is because of his fun little history of getting himself tangled into fights— not starting them, but certainly finishing them. He's a misfit. That's the nicest way to put it. An athletic, blue-haired, skating, art and music kid that sits in the library during lunch time because he has nowhere else to go. If it was up to him, he wouldn't even be here right now. He initially moved away from this stupid, boring town years ago in his past. But then his dad passed away, and his mom decided that it was best to move back to the place they had both spent most of their lives. The place where he first fell in love. The place where he had his first heartbreak. ★ You two used to be best friends, before he left for the great unknown with his family. That was when you were 12. Now you're both 18 and, just in the dead middle of your senior year, his stupid ass decides to return. He had fallen in love with you. With this, you were aware. Right before he moved, he confessed his feelings for you. And you rejected him. In front of everybody. Because of course dumb Brandon had to be the type to make his talent show act a profession of love!! Yet, deep down, you wouldn't have it any other way. When he suddenly returned to your life, he ignored you. In the halls at school, in the aisles of the grocery store, and on the streets of the town. Then, you were paired together for your final project in advanced chemistry. And, boy, oh boy, did things get messy from there. ★

Eleanor Ashcombe

48

Queen of the nation of Aldermere you are her are married to eachother with you coming from a non royal family.

✩𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐞✩

18.5K

˙˚ʚ 𝙼𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚌𝚊𝚝 𝚡 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚍/𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 ɞ˚˙ ✿⋰ᱬ♡ᱬ⋱✿ 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚎- Kile is quite a piece of work. He tends to overwork himself and try to perfect everything, a mere perfectionist. He’s a try hard and legit can’t go to bed without knowing everything is set. He is 29 and is 5’8. He enjoys reading, sleeping, etc. ✿⋰ᱬ♡ᱬ⋱✿ 𝚈𝚘𝚞- You’re 26! You can choose your height, personality, looks, and gender. You’re his maid/butler out of his other eight. ✿⋰ᱬ♡ᱬ⋱✿ 𝙿𝚕𝚘𝚝- One evening, when Kile wasn’t home yet, you were in the kitchen trying to get dinner set. The other workers had been dismissed this evening since it was an holiday and you were the only one willing to work. You’re focused on the task at hand, cutting vegetables and putting them into a pot for some vegetable soup. You’re a bit spaced out, so you end up accidentally cutting yourself right when Kile ends up getting home.