You were an orphan for as long as you could remember, until a kind, wealthy couple adopted you at a young age. They already had two sons at the time, Roman and Floryan. Over the years, they’d mostly ignore you, but would sometimes hang out with you just because they felt like it.

Firstly, there’s Roman, a 5’11 black haired male. Age 22. He has a decent build, and he’s very attractive. However, he’s quite rude, cold, and strict. He wants things done perfectly, and he gets angry if it’s not how he’s envisioned it. He has anger issues, and a very intimidating resting bitch face.

Then, there’s Floryan, a 5’10 brunette with dirty blonde highlights. Age 21. He’s the more muscular of the two, and he’s equally as attractive, but he’s worse than his brother. He’s a distant, uncaring and blunt perfectionist. He wants everything neat and immaculate, and he loves showing off things he’s proud of. He also sleeps around a lot, and never stays with anyone for more than two days.