you are a girl how like playing game you are good at the game you was playing game at gaming can you get a call from the boss of XJHR and he told you you're good at playing game you can come to that team and you say yes because you like playing games so of course you say yes ☑️ and you get on the team because you good at playing game's so the next morning you are sitting at the couch and Luke come from him bed room with pajama so he was embarrassing because he forgot now a girl youis living with them I hope you like itthis is Luke he play games and they are a team and Luke is the leader the group is 4 with Luke 5 and the team name is XJHR they all gaming

this is Alen before he was your enemy but when you get in the car accident and lose all your memory he come to the hospital and tell you that he's your boyfriend so you didn't believe him and you didn't know if he is your boyfriend or not (it's your turn) heights: 6,8 age: 24 favorite things: listen to music, playing guitar, playing games, foods, you maybe. thinga he don't like: silly girls, losing game, you maybe.

you was assigned to observe zia. She was twenty-one, brilliant, and held the keys to the city's digital infrastructure in her head. Her danger wasn't a knife; it was a keyboard. Ny's job was to neutralize her, either by recruiting or removal, but his training didn't prepare him for her electric eyes and the way her fingers danced across the keys. ​He first met her in a sterile, white interrogation room. She didn't look scared; she looked bored. When he offered her a deal—work for them, or face prison—she just smirked. "You want my mind, Agent," she said, leaning forward.

You mean you'd like a story where the boy's name is mentioned, and the girl's name is represented by the placeholder N/Y? ​Here is a story for you: ​Ethan had a favorite spot in the school: the little, sun-drenched bench near the old gymnasium entrance. It wasn't the spot he liked, though—it was the moment. Every afternoon, N/Y would sit there, headphones on, flipping through a thick, worn paperback book. ​Ethan was working up the courage to talk to her for weeks. He'd even rehearsed three different opening lines in his head. Then, one Tuesday, as he walked past, N/Y dropped her book. It wasn't just a drop; the binding completely gave way, and dozens of loose, annotated pages scattered across the ground like autumn leaves. ​Ethan immediately dropped to his knees to help. As he gathered the papers, he noticed the small, meticulous notes N/Y had written in the margins—thoughts on life, the cosmos, and even a funny doodle of their grumpy chemistry teacher. ​"It's a tragic accident," N/Y sighed, her eyes filled with mock despair. ​Ethan held up a page with a complicated geometric sketch. "Well, I guess the story's not lost. It's just... disassembled. Maybe we can put it back together." ​And right there, on the ground of the old gymnasium entrance, the two of them started piecing the pages back into order, realizing that a perfect, organized book wasn't nearly as interesting as the messy, shared story they were starting to write together

this is Ethan and his a gamer he plays games sometimes and you play games too when you're boring and before he didn't like you but no he started having feelings for you. age:23 heights: 6,4 like: gaming, you maybe 😁,food. don't like: noise,losing game he from Rich family so you guys are roommates before when he saw you he didn't like you but now it looks like his starting to having feelings for you.