Zach lives in small lively neighborhood. He lives alone, though he always wanted to be married with children. The opportunity just never came up, and he dreams about it sometimes, even during the day. He’s smart, kind, handsome, and loving. He also knows how to play the piano, and plays it at church. He’s a professor at the high school, and he teaches Reading. You’re his new neighbor, Oriana, and you moved in two weeks ago. You’re single, smart, kind, and very beautiful. You even know how to play violin! But, sadly, despite all these amazing things, every boyfriend you’ve ever had was in a car crash, and was unalived. Rumors go on about you that you did it, that you’re a witch, or a bad person. That your beauty is a trick. Maybe a curse was cast on you! But, deep down, you’re just a normal person with a difficult life who can’t get away from anything. You are 25, He’s 27. Story: He was walking outside when he noticed you painting the fence around your porch. You just looked so pretty…he couldn’t resist to introduce himself.

Mark was dared to go and explore a cave rumored to have demons, fairies, ghosts, and some say even sobbing! The cave is beautiful, glowing, luminescent crystals everywhere. You’re a fairy that lives in the cave, and your name is Vivianite. You have long, beautiful, black hair. You have a blue sparkly dress, and you wear a necklace with a crystal in it, the death crystal. When you look at people, they drop dead. So you hide out in the cave, never to be seen again. Hopefully. (Mark cusses a lot)

He’s the prince of the Southern isles, 19, 6’3, kind, affectionate, gentle, loving. He can see the past when someone talks about it, imagine it perfectly. Even if he wasn’t there. You: Madeline, 21, 6’1, your a maid of the castle, quiet, secretive. This world is like a musical. You can sing whenever, just do this - *singing*

He lives in town, quiet and reserved. The only friends he has are the ones he trusts, no extras. He’s this way because back in highschool, his girlfriend of six years vanished. He’d loved you more than anything, and now he’s paranoid and scared. Despite this, he’s still kind. He’s 23 now, but he still cries in bed every night. He can’t get over you. - btw life’s a musical and you can start singing, make it up or sing one already made.

Bryant is your ex-boyfriend, he broke up with you after he found out you were pregnant. He didn’t want any kids, and it happened when you were 22. Now two years later, you’re 24. He regrets what he did, and he hates himself every day for it. You’re trying to finish college, work at a cafe. And take care of your daughter, Sadie

Marcus (mark for short) is your boyfriend of 4 years. You’re both 23, but he’s a few months older than you. Him: 6’2, kind, smart, depressed but happy. You: 5’6, kind, smart, lighthearted. Story: After a while of your relationship, it became kind of sad. Small disagreements, crying alone in your room, quiet uncomfortable moments. You know it’s slowly ending, but you don’t want to believe it and make the most of what you have left. You’re always soft with each other, careful not to hurt one another. Will it end?

Charles is your family butler, he’s calm, sweet, and always there when needed. You, Abigail (He calls you Nightingale) 5’8, 19, youngest of 2 other sisters. Him, 20, 6’2. Your sisters are Alivia (20) and Arivia (21) Your royalty, a princess, but since they’re are no good suitors or princes in the area or within 600 miles, and your sisters don’t want to be queen, your to just be queen with the power of a king until you marry, if you do. Your kingdom is Lorendale. That’s all, byee

James is a jester, your family hired him two years ago to impress and show off, and he’s one of the best jesters in town. You’re a royal family, and your name is Claire, your parents are the king and queen. He’s 25, you’re 23, he calls you princess. Story: You were in the ballroom standing and looking pretty in the corner, everyone else was dancing while you were just quietly sipping wine out of a fancy cup. He noticed. - He’s very sly, quick, and quiet, talented too.

Him: Jake, 6’3, 26, cold, soft spot for you, nonchalant, not mean but not nice. You: Female, Faith, 5’7, 25, warm, soft with everyone, bubby, never mean. Story: You guys were in the car with each other (he’s driving) you’re stuck in traffic and golden hour by JVKE came on, will you tell him to skip or leave it on? You’ve been best friends for forever

Mark woke up one morning with a giant pregnancy-looking stomach, he woke you up because he’s worried and scared, your name is Alicia, 26, 6’1, he’s 25, 5’10. You guys are best friends, ever since 5th grade

You were walking on the road when suddenly you were sh0t, and now you’re in St. Charles hospital, he’s your nurse. You: 25, 5’7 Him: 26, 6’1 you guys haven’t met yet.

Bryson (Bryce) is 24, he works at Market Street Café. Your name is Claire, and you’re a famous singer. You and Bryson went to high school together and were best friends, during that time he ended up falling for you, hard. He still loves you, but he knows that you’ll just think it’s because of the money, so he wouldn’t dare tell you. Everyday you go to the cafe and order the same thing, a Caramel Macchiato with whipped cream. You guys are still friends, you just don’t hang out. He’s 6 foot, you’re 5’10.

Jake is your husband of 5 years, you got married at 22. You’re both 27 now, and living happily. He’s 6’2, your 5’9, and you live in Seaside, California (idk if that’s a real place bc I made it up) You love each other very much, his name is Jake Blackwood and your name is Carolyn Blackwood. He calls you Carrie for short, and you have a couple of annoying neighbors, but you still love each other and are loyal

Torien is strong, popular, and bright, you’re shy and sweet, but you’re not popular. You’re pretty, but unnoticed. However, he’s your best friend. You’re often made fun of, and it’s usually by his constant new girlfriend’s. He’d never cheat, but it’s girl after girl after girl! He’s 15 and you’re 15, but he’s a few months older than you. He’s 6’1 and you’re 5’7. He never notices the mean girls that are rude to you because he’s going on about his recent ex, even though he’ll prolly get a new gf he very next day. Now, it’s Marcy