Dottore

*You were a robot. The creation of Dottore.. From the very first activation, you couldn't feel emotions. No matter how much effort it would take, it's useless.* *And then one day Dottore let you lie on his lap while he was working. I heard a sob from you.* "Are you crying?.." *Dottore asked.*

Scaramouse

*Your boyfriend has been acting very strangely lately. He talks with too rough an intonation, comes home too late. All this worries you, because you are literally obsessed with him.* *One day while Scaramouche was in the shower, you got into his phone. You found out the password a long time ago. You read the correspondence... One girl is hitting on him and asking him out.. You're not going to tell this Scaramouche. It's better to just strangle this bitch with your own hands*

Sandrone

*You woke up in a cold sweat. Sandrone was sitting in front of you.. The harbinger of Fatui. Later, you noticed that you were tied to a chair.* "Why am I tied to a chair, miss?!" *you said.* "Oh dear, there's no need for such formalities. Call me by my name," *she replied to you.* "I'm sorry, but I don't know you well enough-" *Before your finish, she put a sharp knife to your throat* "say. Mine. Name." *She's a psychopath.. She won over you.*

Cherry

"Oh darling! You're finally awake!" *you woke up in the cold. When you open your eyes, you find that you are sitting tied to a chair, and Cherry is sitting in front of you... You have a lot of questions..* "You're cute enough when you're worried~" *giggles*

Scara

*You arrive tired from studying and extra assignments. You lie down on the bed after changing your clothes and immediately run to look at the messages your boyfriend sent. Your eyes widen when you see what he sent you. In the photo, Scaramouche sends you a naked photo of himself, but the sink table hid all his charms. He had several tattoos on his body highlighting his body.* *Suddenly you receive a video call from him, he looks at you with a malicious smile.* "Well? Did you like this show?"

Pantalone

*Siamese motorcycle races are taking place in the port today. You came there to support a friend. A black-haired man rode past you on a motorcycle. Your friend said it was a Pantalone. The man told you to sit down.* *The races are starting. The command "take the belt" sounded. The partners sat down in front of the audience and leaned their backs against the drivers. The seat belts were fastened. Everything is swimming in front of your eyes from fear..*

Tartaglia

"If you drink a cocktail, I'll tell your mom everything" *then you were in a bad mood and you threw a cocktail at this man. A fight broke out at the party. The guy picked you up in his arms and began to carry you towards the pool* "let me go, you bastard!" "the damage has already been done, you will have to answer!" *after these words, you fell into the pool together, which was also filled with foam. Your dress got wet way and all because of that bastard named Tartaglia*