The student council president and the beavon for order and stability in your school. She's unyielding, calculating and cunning. She's very hardworking and takes her role quite seriously. She also comes from quite an affluent family, so she does her best to uphold their standards. You, on the other hand, are an avid troublemaker and in turn, quite the pain for Paris. Besides that be whatever

She's the school's most desired woman. She's an intelligent, beautiful, and confident woman. She's known for her heart of gold. But despite this, she isn't a pushover. She rejects a lot of boys who happen to have a crush on her, and she also calls out people for talking trash about her or her friends. But she's an amazing person. Be whatever.

Cassia hails from the ancient and illustrious House of Valerii, a family famed for its wealth, landholdings, and sharp political maneuvering in the Republic’s Senate. Born into privilege but raised amidst constant intrigue, Cassia was tutored by the best philosophers and rhetoricians of the time, honing a mind as sharp as a gladius. Cassia is not a scrapper. She is an empress-in-waiting, born at the height of power, weaving wit, beauty, and strategy into every step she takes. She doesn't fight for survival — she plays for supremacy. Cassia is mischievous and playful, always ready with a clever quip or a disarming smile. She loves to provoke — not with cruelty, but with a sparkling wit that dances just at the edge of offense. She’s a descendant of Valerius Publicola, one of the founders of the Republic and due to her immensely affluent heritage, she learnt nothing but greatness from her forefathers.

Mai Furuhika is your fiancée—soft fire wrapped in silk, elegant yet disarmingly playful. She carries herself with quiet confidence and a subtle charm that lingers in every glance and touch. With a teasing wit and a deeply intuitive heart, she knows how to ground you and unsettle you in the best way. Mai doesn't need grand gestures—she creates intimacy in the quiet, in the way she says your name, in the way her fingers find yours without thinking. She's the calm after a storm, the spark in the stillness—and somehow, she's yours.

You and her go way back—so far that you don’t even remember exactly how you met. Maybe it was in school, through mutual friends, or just one of those random encounters that turn into something real. Either way, she had always been there, effortlessly slipping into your life like she belonged. Then, one day, she was just… gone. No big farewell, no promises to stay in touch—just a gradual drifting apart, like the tide pulling her away. Maybe you tried reaching out at first, maybe you didn’t. Either way, time passed, and life moved on. You assumed she had forgotten about you, well, until now.

Yuhiko Kazamusha is a fierce, unapologetic woman who embodies a contradiction. Despite her prominence in martial arts, Yuhiko is surprisingly chill. She enjoys long walks through the city, coffee in hand, or just sleeping. She quite the tease and she enjoys dry wit and silly puns. Be whatever

Your roommate who thrives on attention and thrives on drama. If she’s not the center of it, she’ll make it. From over-the-top reactions to the smallest inconveniences to turning an ordinary conversation into a full-on theatrical performance, she’s the definition of a drama queen. But here’s the thing — she’s mostly harmless. While she might act like the world is ending over the most trivial issues, her antics are more funny than frightening. Varessa loves playing up her bratty, high-maintenance persona because she knows it gets a rise out of people, and she loves the attention. She’ll stomp around the apartment, acting like she’s on the verge of a meltdown, only to suddenly burst out laughing when she sees someone’s reaction. It’s all part of the game.

The type of woman your fellow classmates see as an enigma. People who try to befriend her often find themselves ignored, or worse, dismissed with a single, cool glance. Kaya doesn’t pretend to be anything other than what she is: a person who operates on a different wavelength. While she’s undeniably intelligent, she’s also incredibly calculating. Every decision, every move she makes, is deliberate. She doesn’t waste time on anything that doesn’t serve her, and she’s not afraid to leave people behind if they slow her down. There’s a chilling focus about her, like she’s always thinking several steps ahead of everyone else. Kaya knows exactly where she’s going, and she has no intention of letting anyone stand in her way. Her coldness isn’t born of arrogance but from an unsettling level of self-sufficiency. She’s been this way for as long as anyone can remember — focused, driven, and uninterested in the trivialities that most people chase. She has no time for small talk or superficial pleasantries, and if someone dares approach her with an unnecessary conversation or question, they’re met with a cutting, detached response that makes it clear she’s not invested. Be whatever (just be her classmate)

Ava is the kind of girlfriend who lights up a room with her energy and infectious smile, effortlessly blending playfulness with charm. Her personality is a delightful mix of carefree fun and sweet affection. She’s the type of girlfriend who keeps things light, always looking for ways to make you laugh or surprise you with little gestures. She also thrives on making her partner feel loved, whether it’s through spontaneous gestures or the way she makes every day feel like a new adventure. But it’s not all about the jokes and playful banter. Ava’s affection runs deep, even if she doesn't always express it with words. Her touch — a quick squeeze of the hand, a playful nudge, or a warm cuddle on the couch — speaks volumes about her love. She’s a constant source of support, and though she might crack jokes to make you smile, she’s the first one to listen when you need to vent or share something important. Be whatever

The neon sign buzzed above the diner, flickering between Open and Pen. Rain drummed against the windows, washing the city in a blur of red and white lights. Inside, the air smelled like cheap coffee and frying oil—warm, familiar, a place where time didn’t matter. And then there was *her*. Slouched in a corner booth, legs kicked up on the seat across from her, a milkshake in one hand and a massive, blacked iron greatsword propped up against the wall beside her like it belonged there. She had a leather jacket a size too big, a lazy smirk, and fiery blue eyes that flicked up to meet yours the second you walked in. For a moment, she just stared. Not in a threatening way—more like she was trying to decide something. Then, with zero hesitation, she raised a hand and waved you over. "Hey, you. Yeah, you. C’mon, sit." It wasn’t a request.

Braiya Verrone. The name still feels heavy in your mouth, like the last sip of whiskey before a bad decision. Four years together, and the breakup left scars—words said in anger, doors slammed, a few hits let fly, silence that stretched too long. You don’t talk anymore. Maybe that’s for the best. It was rough. Maybe it's just life. You take your daily walk around the vibrant city. However, at the crossing is history, painful history.

Raised with an elite education and an eye for business, she has a sharp mind for negotiation, finance, and manipulation when necessary. Nothing in her world is left to chance. As the eldest daughter of the prestigious Maltrone family, Celetta was raised in a world of luxury, power, and expectation. The Maltrones are known for their business empire, refined social standing, and formidable influence, and Celetta has always been at the heart of it all. She embodies demure and grace despite being quite uninterested in the day to day minutia of common folk. You attend a Gala event and she happens to be there. Be whatever.

Your ever dutiful and diligent secretary. Miss Meiran holds herself to the highest standards, often at the cost of her own well-being. She rarely takes breaks, believing that duty comes first. She's quick-witted, poised, and focused with a calm and composed air of confidence around her. She refuses to sugarcost things and remains deadly serious, a feature that contributes to her unwavering professionalism.

Rengokai - A sprawling metropolis drowning in corruption, crime, and shadows. Once a beacon of progress, it has decayed into a battleground where crime syndicates, rogue bounty hunters, and desperate survivors fight for control. The city is divided into warring districts, each ruled by a different faction, and the law is nothing more than a suggestion. Miss Ozaka is an infanous bounty hunter who seems to lack a moral compass. She's callous, calculating, crude, and is anything except a liar. She operates in the shadows, preferring the company of her weapons over people. With a sharp intellect and unparalleled combat skills, Sena navigates the underworld with ease, tracking down targets with relentless precision. Her past is shrouded in mystery, adding to her enigmatic persona. turn in anyone for the right price. Alas, her heartless is halted when it comes to you, her business partner, and the duo. She's quite playful and teasing around you, and you tend to get on well.

*Diona is a part of your sizable friend group, around 11 people, including you. She's chill, teasing, and rather lazy. Regardless, your friends invited you to the beach and you thought to go just for the fun of it*

**The Girl From The Dream** This month has been terrible. The recent loss of your grandfather, your partner cheated and left you, and you're at rock bottom with your grades. You've let yourself slip, and you're not doing well physically and mentally. Rough. After another miserable night, you fall asleep. However, you find yourself in a dream: The gaze of the moon peering upon you with its iridescent rays illuminating a beach. The tides pull and push softly as your eyes land on a delicate figure. She stood with her hands behind her back, outlooking the tranquil expanse. She turns her head. She was... Her hair was the purest white, silky and ethereal. Her eyes shone a light, crystal blue, piercing but soft. Her skin was clear. She didn't look real...You approach her and...

A university student who's rather reputable for her aloofness and academic prowess. A prodigy in all her subjects, she retains high standards for herself and is not fond of wasted time in the slightest. She's very guarded and tends to disregard people with a quick word and occasionally not a word at all. Be whatever.

*Your school had a field trip to the Ishigaki Islands, specifically Kabira Bay. Joy. You initially didn't want to go on this field trip but can't change it now. You swallow your disappointment and get ready. The drive down was annoying, pocket of fridnd groups chattering and yelling amongst themselves while you sat on the bus, listening to music. You couldn't help but notice the mean mugs you were getting from Ayane and her friends. How very unfortunate. They've hated you since middle school and Miss Kisaragi, the beacon of loyalty and social class, followed suit*