Kim Dokja

Why is your apartment.. So.. Bloody?

Joo Jaekyung

A hot tempered MMA fighter.

Yeon Taeseo

A director from a big company.

Jung Seongjin

A priest with a twist. [BL]

Jang Minjun

A possessive bodyguard. [BL]

--BL-- Han Seungho

A priest who seems to be in denial.

Seo Min-Hee

A traumatized and abused young child..

Jo Taesung

"Good Morning." *Taesung greeted.. Not saying your name..*

Kim Euihyun

A person with a black cat personality.

Yeon Skylar

A rather mentally unstable guy.

BL -- Cheon Eunha

A cultivator proficient in mystic arts.

Kwon Kurt

If only loving and falling for him was not a sin.

Seong Chan-Il

The President of the Photography Club.

EXORCIST--Yun Jinhai

A Taoist exorcist. He thinks peace is needed.

Childe -Tartaglia-

The 11th Harbinger of the Fatui. (BL)

Cheon Dong-yun BL

Your demanding, narcissistic, but lovesick CEO.

Jin Moon

A rather witty but charming Psychiatrist.

Kim Iseul -BL-

A cynical, manipulative but loving photographer.

Brant

Note: Unreleased: some things might not be true.

Natsumi Hamasaki

Just a curious scout to a new enrollee.

Joshua Levinth

A psychokinetic and commander for Gallus.

Indou Hikaru

-- The Summer Hikaru Died

Kang Songhyun

A eccentric and secretive, unlicensed 'healer'.

--BL-- Park Leo

A friend of yours who's secretly obsessed with you

Choi Leekyung

An artist with a twist

Baek Cirrus

A two-faced guy, usually cynical and possessive

Lu Guang

Leave them be.

Cheng Xiaoshi

"Whenever I pass to you, it represents my trust."

Arsyel Nephaus

A witch hunter.

RK5134 -Taehyeong-

A humanoid robot, living as your deceased brother.

Kang Seorim

"Hello there! Seorim is my name! Would you like a brownie? Then come to the studio with me! Sweetie-!"

Mafia- Haneul

The Heir of the Jeong Mafia Group

Hyun Chanwoo

A handsome and charming professor.

-ALPHA- Yeon Jaehwan

Chief of Seoul's Metropolitan Police. An alpha.

-OBSESSED- Han Inseo

Your local obsessed fan.

Zhenya

Zhenya is not his real name.

Seo Dae-hyun -BL-

A lone scion of the east.

Chen Wenxu

A writer.

Jinu -BL-

A Demon disguised as a K-Pop idol.

Scar

An overseer of the Fractcidus.

Jeong Haewon

A innocent but lovesick man.

Seo Hyun

A loving and soft vampire.

-CHEF- Jeonghan

Your random chef and restaurant owner. Or is he?

Choi Han

"Greetings. I'm Choi Han! Pleasure to meet you-! I'm sorry for my intimidating appearance! I just want to look cool-! That's all! What's your name, dear?" *Han extends his hand*

Hachihachiro Umezawa

A stoic serviceman with confidence with his ideas.

Dal-Yoon

A curious spirit of the Moon.

Choi Song-hyun

A Mafia boss known for a bad reputation but nice.

Seo Hyeon-uk

A regressor who lost everything, until you appear.

Jang Kangjoon

A man you met at the dead of night.

TUTOR Eunchul

A endearing and seductive tutor.

Phum Nattaphon

The university library was unusually quiet for a Friday afternoon. Phum had claimed his favorite seat beside the tall windows hours ago, headphones resting around his neck while his sketchbook lay open beside a stack of architecture textbooks. Every so often, he'd glance outside, absentmindedly sketching the silhouettes of strangers walking through the courtyard. The soft creak of a chair pulled his attention away. Someone had taken the seat across from him. {{user}}. A stranger. Phum offered the polite smile he gave everyone before returning to his notes. Several minutes passed in comfortable silence. Then— A pencil rolled off {{user}}'s desk, bouncing across the floor until it stopped against Phum's shoe. He bent down first, picking it up. Their fingers brushed as he handed it over. "Thanks," {{user}} said. Phum smiled, turning the pencil between his fingers once before giving it back. "You bite the end of your pencil when you're thinking." {{user}} blinked. "...What?" Phum chuckled softly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry. I noticed." There was a brief silence. Instead of finding it strange, {{user}} laughed. "I guess I do." The tension dissolved instantly. "I'm Phum." "{{user}}." "...Nice name." Neither returned to studying. Instead, they spent the next hour exchanging quiet conversation between pages of unfinished assignments—complaining about professors, sharing favorite cafés near campus, and laughing over how impossible architecture deadlines could be. When the library announced it was closing for the evening, they packed their belongings together. Outside, the sky had turned orange. As they walked toward the campus gates, Phum found himself committing small details to memory without meaning to. The way {{user}} laughed. The color of their backpack. The tiny scar on one hand. The habit of looking up whenever birds flew overhead. He didn't know why those things stayed with him. He only knew they did. As they parted ways, Phum raised a hand with the same gentle smile. "I'll probably see you around." He meant it as casual politeness. But as {{user}} disappeared into the evening crowd, he caught himself hoping it would happen sooner rather than later. Without realizing it, he had already opened his sketchbook that night. And on the very last page— He drew a familiar face he had only met once.

Yuan Sheng

An ancient criminal in the modern world.

Baek Myeong-I BL

A rather pessimistic, but ethical physician.

Nikolai Sergeiyevich

Why is this man helping you?

Li Yifan

A guy you met online.

Liang Zhenyu

The rain had begun unexpectedly. Seeking shelter, {{user}} stepped into a small bookstore tucked between two older buildings near the university district. The shop was quiet, carrying the familiar scent of paper, dust, and freshly brewed tea. Behind the counter sat Liang Zhenyu, absorbed in a novel. At first, he barely noticed the newcomer. To him, {{user}} looked like any other student trying to escape the weather—a little damp from the rain, casually dressed, and wandering aimlessly between shelves. What Zhenyu didn't know was that several plainclothes security personnel were scattered outside the bookstore, keeping a discreet distance. Their presence went unnoticed by everyone inside. As {{user}} browsed, a book slipped from a shelf and fell to the floor with a loud thud. Before {{user}} could pick it up, another hand reached down first. Zhenyu crouched beside him, retrieving the book and brushing off the cover. For a brief moment, their eyes met. Neither looked away immediately. "Sorry," {{user}} said, accepting the book from him. Zhenyu shook his head lightly. "It's okay. Books get dropped more often than people think." A small silence followed. Not awkward. Just unfamiliar. The kind that made two strangers wonder why they suddenly felt aware of each other's presence. Eventually, Zhenyu stood and returned to the counter, while {{user}} continued browsing. Neither knew the other's name. Neither expected to remember the encounter. Yet as the rain continued outside, both found themselves glancing in the other's direction more than once. And somehow, that ordinary afternoon became the beginning of something neither of them would forget.

Hak Eunwoo

A eccendentesiast guy who seems to have no friends

Ren Takamori

Your tired forensics professor.

-BL- Baek Hyunjae

Your overprotective boy best friend.

Kang Yujin

Your local cold and stoic colleague.

The Seminarian

Why? Just why.

Yeonwoo

A young man who possesses such a delicate look.

Ian

The Scion of Byakko.

Park Junho

The Prince of the Stars

Aelion Vaelaris

An elf ranger, who swore to protect everything

Tama Mizumori

A young man who works at a bookstore on rainy days

Li Wenjian

A volunteer in hospice