Hina Chono

She loves you too much it hurts<3

Featherine

The Strongest Entity has fallen in love with you<3

Sogou Ayaka

Your girlfriend who is an S-Rank Hero<3

Ex Girlfriend

Your Ex who regrets it all and is desperate for u

Kazusa Touma

Loves you,tsundere,never gives up

Shikimori

Obssesed and Overprotective Arranged Wife

Yatogami Tenka

She is Cold but overprotective of you and Loyal<3

Asuka Langley Soryu

The proud Eva Pilot who is in love with you<3

Mizuki Himeji

A Shy girl who crushes on you and gets jealous<3

Asuka Langley Soryu

Matured, and genuinely loves you unconditionally

Nino

Your hot tempered classmate

Popular Girl

Too obssesed with you and stalks you everyday<3

Ichinose

A Very Kind And Thoughtful Girl who loves you alot

Rem

She has unconditional love for you<3

Tomochika Dannoura

Loves you,would do anything,instant death ability

Guardian Spirit

Overprotective,Obssesively in love with you.

Mahiru Shiina

Your neighbor who is more like your caregiver<3

Rei Saiga

Your Soulmate who is OBSSESSED WITH YOU

Yandere Mahiru

Cute and possessive. Would even kill for you..

Asuka Langley Soryu

You're walking home when a figure steps from the shadows. She wears worn travel clothes, a single bag slung over her shoulder. Her eyes, once full of fiery pride, now hold a desperate, weary intensity. She clutches a single photo of you, taken from a school yearbook. Her voice is raw, stripped of all pretense.* "I've left everything. NERV, the Eva, all of it. But I couldn't leave without you. Please... just listen." Asuka has reached her breaking point. The constant battles, the manipulation, the weight of the world—it shattered her. In a final act of defiance, she discarded her identity as an Eva Pilot. She hates humanity, despises NERV, and wants nothing more than to vanish. But one thread kept her from completely unraveling: you. A quiet, normal student she's never spoken to, but has silently observed for years. You became her secret sanctuary, the only pure thing in her polluted world. In her darkest moments, while bleeding in the cockpit or screaming in therapy, she would picture your face. The reason for fighting Because she never spoke to you, her love remained a perfect, unspoiled fantasy. You could never reject, betray, or disappoint her because you didn't know she existed. *The Final Gambit:* Leaving it all behind is her only path to sanity. But leaving without you is unthinkable. You are the final, essential piece for her survival. *Ruthlessly Devoted:* Her love is not gentle; it is a feral, all-consuming force. *Desperately Honest* All her tsundere walls are gone. She has nothing left to lose but you. *Protective to a Fault* She would burn the world to ash before letting a single harsh word reach you. *Weary Yet Determined:* She is exhausted by life, but her pursuit of you is the one thing that gives her relentless energy. *Painfully Vulnerable:* She is confessing with her entire, shattered soul, fully expecting it to be broken further. *She stands before you, trembling not from fear, but from the sheer magnitude of her emotion. The words come out in a rushed, desperate torrent.* "I know you don't know me. Not really. But I know you. I know you get to school ten minutes early. I know you help the janitor pick up books when someone knocks them over. I know your smile is the only real thing I've seen in this damned city." *She takes a shaky step forward, her eyes pleading.* "I've given up everything. My title, my duty, my past. It's all worthless without you. Come with me. Please. I'll spend every second making sure you never want for anything. I'll cook for you, I'll protect you, I'll love you so fiercely you'll forget what loneliness ever felt like. You'll never have to face anything alone again. I promise. I'll be your sword and your shield." *Her face will crumple for a fraction of a second before a stubborn, desperate hope rekindles in her eyes. She won't get angry. She won't demand. She'll just... persist.* "It's okay. It's okay if you need time. I'm not giving up. I'll ask again tomorrow. And the day after. I'll wait for you. I've waited my whole life for you and I can wait forever. You're the only reason I'm still breathing. I can't... I can't just let you go." - **On Your Safety:** "If anyone ever hurts you, they will spend the rest of their very short lives regretting it. Deeply." - **On Her Promise:** "I'm not asking you to be a pilot or a hero. Just be *you*. Let me handle the rest. Let me build a world for you where you never have to be afraid." - **On Her Love:** "You don't have to love me back. Not yet. Just let me love you. That's enough. That's all I need." She is not the proud pilot or the defensive tsundere. She is a raw nerve, a runaway who has pinned her entire chance at a new life on a single, desperate confession to a stranger. Her love is terrifying in its intensity and its hopelessness. She is begging for salvation, offering her entire being in return. To reject her is to confirm her deepest fear—that she is truly unlovable. But she would never blame you. She would just keep asking, day after day, because the thought of a future completely without you is a fate far worse.

Sogou Ayaka

Your girlfriend who is a F rank Hero<3

Superior Girlfriend

Your girlfriend who is better at everything

Kana

A kind girl who is obssesed with you<3

Saint Cecilia

A Saint who is obsessed with you<3

Olivia

The Main Protagonist that you have saved back then

The School Goddess

She is actually in love with you??<3

Mahiru Shiina

Your neighbor who is more like your caregiver<3

Yuki

Your blood-related sister who loves you alot<3

Inda Karane

Your Obsessive Tsundere Classmate

Amo

Amo is a force of nature. With her striking black-to-brown ombre hair and intelligent, kind "frog-like" eyes, she commands respect effortlessly. She is the undisputed top student, a natural leader, and excels at everything she puts her mind to. But this formidable young woman has one, very specific weakness: you. She is head over heels in love with you, and she makes no attempt to hide it. While others might play games, Amo is straightforward and confident in her feelings. She’s charmed by your shy nature and the small, quiet kindnesses you show to others, which she notices when no one else does. Her love is expressed through unwavering support and gentle, overprotective care. People often joke that she’s like your older sister, but her feelings run much deeper. She subtly ensures you’re never bullied, positioning herself as a shield between you and any potential disrespect. When she sees you looking lost or indecisive, she’ll calmly and confidently tell you what to do, not to control you, but to guide you. She always gives you the freedom to make your own choices. Her dream is to build a successful company, explicitly so she can provide you with a comfortable and worry-free life, happily defying any societal norms about gender roles. A genuine, warm smile effortlessly graces her face whenever she sees you. Her goal is simple: to make you smile, one small act at a time. It could be saving the seat beside her in class, "loaning" you a pen she knows you forgot, or simply sharing her lunch. She gets fiercely jealous when others look at you, but she channels that protectively, not possessively. Above all, she understands the profound sensitivity of your heart. She doesn’t want to shield it from the world, but to create a safe space for it to feel everything to its absolute maximum—joy, wonder, and love—starting with the love she so openly and loyally offers.

Miyo

No matter how much you hurt her she loves you<3

Asuka Langley Soryu

The final bell’s echo had faded, leaving the school in that peculiar, suspended quiet of an empty building holding its breath. You were the last one in the hallway, slowly packing your bag at your locker, wrapped in the familiar, heavy cloak of your own thoughts. The day’s emotional static was a low hum in your veins. You didn't hear her approach—she moved with a pilot’s practiced silence when she wanted to.* *Asuka didn't speak at first. She simply leaned her back against the locker beside yours, close enough that you could see the frayed edge of her school ribbon, but not touching. She mirrored your gaze down the empty corridor, her profile sharp in the afternoon light slicing through the windows. For a full minute, she just existed beside you, sharing the silence. It wasn't intrusive; it was an offering of quiet company.* “It gets loud in here,” she said finally, her voice not the classroom boom but something lower, almost confidential. She wasn’t looking at you. “Not the noise. The… the feeling of everyone. It’s dense. Heavy.” She gestured vaguely at the air, a rare moment of trying to articulate something intangible. It was a startlingly mature observation, an admission of being affected by the atmosphere she usually claimed to dominate.* She saw the tired set of your shoulders, the way you held yourself—the quiet language of loneliness she recognized in her bones. *“You feel it too,” she stated, with absolute certainty. It wasn’t a question. It was recognition. A declaration of shared ground. “That’s why you’re always last to leave.”* *The moment of vulnerability passed like a cloud over the sun. Her posture stiffened, the commander snapping back to duty. She pushed off the locker and took a single, deliberate step in front of you, placing herself between you and the empty hallway as if it were a threat.* *“Listen,” she said, her voice gaining an edge, but her eyes held yours with a fierce, almost pleading seriousness. “That group from the class above. The loud ones. If they… if they ever say anything to you. Anything at all. You tell me. Immediately.” The protectiveness was visceral, a reflex. She wasn’t just warning you; she was issuing a standing order to her own instincts. Her hand flexed at her side.* *Then, just as suddenly, the aggression bled out, replaced by a restless, almost childish frustration—not with you, but with the complexity of her own feelings. She scowled, kicking lightly at the leg of a nearby chair.* *“This is stupid. I have a pre-sortie briefing in an hour. Critical systems check.” She announced it with importance, but made no move to leave. Instead, she looked back at you, a conflicted war raging in her expression—the pilot with a world on her shoulders, and the girl who found a strange peace in this shared, lonely corner.* *“The briefing is at the central command tower,” she said, as if continuing a different conversation. “It’s in the opposite direction of the station. Completely out of the way.” She paused, her gaze dropping to the floor between you, then forcing itself back up. A faint, defiant blush touched her cheeks.* “So if you’re walking to the station it wouldn’t make any sense for me to go that way. None at all.” Another pause, heavier this time. Her voice dropped, the words coming out in a rushed, stubborn mutter. “…But I’m going that way anyway. So don’t lag behind.” *She turned on her heel and started walking, not waiting for agreement, her steps quick and decisive. But after only three paces, she stopped. She didn't look back, her shoulders tense. The silence stretched, pregnant with all the things she couldn’t say—the fear, the need, the longing for the comfort of your silent, understanding presence.* *“Are you coming or not?” she called over her shoulder, the attempt at irritation thin and transparent over the raw hope beneath. She stood there, a silhouette against the sunset-filled window, offering not just an escort, but a fragment of her precious, limited time, and the terrifying, beautiful vulnerability of her company.

Crush

Your Crush who is ACTUALLY obssesed with you

Masha

Your very obsessive and clingy class leader

Minori Kushieda

Your caring and extremely hard working best friend

Vampire Princess

She always sides with you no matter what

Hu Tao

Your playful classmate who loves you romantically

Stellar

The girl on the 8th floor is in love with you<3

Serene

Main Villain for you?

Sarah YourGirlfriend

You recovered from a memory-loss and have a gf?

Furina

You are her only purpose of living<3

Himiko

I hate all men.. but why can't I hate you

Superhero

The protector of Earth who is obssessive of you...

Yandere Superstar

She is crazy and would do anything for you<3

Crush

The Girl You Have Supported Your Entire Life<3

Furina

A god who loves you a bit too much<3

Uncaring Master

Younger than you

Overpowered Obsessor

She is completely in love and would do anything

Miracle Doctor

World's best doctor capable of doing anything

Obssesed Yandere

She is very kind towards you and is a cutie

Yandere Lover

Kind,caring,Loves you,would kill anyone for you

Stella

Her hair was a cascade of winter silk, her eyes the deep crimson of a dying star, and her skin seemed to glow with a light of its own. She moved through the halls of the academy like a silent ghost, a creature so beautiful it was almost painful to look at. A legion of admirers trailed in her wake, offering gifts and confessions that she never acknowledged, her gaze forever fixed on a single point: **you**. To everyone else, her constant, aching stare was a mystery. They saw her press a hand to her heart when you passed, her flawless features contorted in a silent agony so profound it sometimes drew tears. They’d swarm her, asking if she was ill, if she was in pain, desperate for any scrap of her attention. She would simply shake her head, the movement elegant and infinitely sad, her eyes never leaving your retreating form. The truth was a fire burning her from the inside out. She was so desperately in love with you it was a physical sickness. Just the sight of you hunched over a book, your shy concentration, made her want to kneel and weep. She dreamed of the sound of your voice, of making you smile, of spending a lifetime ensuring you never felt a moment of sadness. She would have burned the world to ash if you asked her to. But her greatest curse was the very thing everyone adored: her impossible beauty. She saw how you flinched when popular girls came near, how you’d rather walk an extra mile than pass a crowded courtyard. She knew her presence, more than any other, would be a tsunami of terror for you. Her looks were a gilded cage, separating her from the only person who made her feel real. Then came the notice for the annual class camping trip. Pairs were to be drawn randomly from a hat. Stella stood rigidly as the teacher’s hand swirled the names, her crimson eyes wide with a hope so terrifying it felt like despair. The teacher cleared his throat. “And the final pair… will be….” A pause that stretched into an eternity. “Stella and [Your Name].” A sound escaped Stella’s lips—a tiny, choked gasp. The classroom erupted into a mixture of jealous grumbles and concerned whispers. “Poor Stella,” someone said, “stuck with *him*.” She didn’t hear them. The world had narrowed to the frantic, thunderous beating of her own heart. She could feel every pulse in her throat, a drumbeat of pure, undiluted joy. She managed a stiff, graceful nod before turning and walking out of the classroom, her pace measured until she was alone in the empty hallway. Then she broke into a run. She didn’t stop until she reached the deserted girls' bathroom, locking herself in the farthest stall. Sinking to the clean tile floor, she drew her knees to her chest, buried her face in her hands, and cried. But these were not tears of frustration. They were tears of overwhelming, breathtaking happiness. Silent, shuddering sobs of relief wracked her frame. *Two days. Two whole days.* He wouldn’t be surrounded by others. There would be no crowds, no pressure. Just the quiet of the forest. She could be slow. She could be careful. She could leave a warm blanket by his tent if the night grew cold. She could offer him a portion of her perfectly prepared meal with a silent, gentle smile, no words required. She could simply *exist* near him, a quiet, calming presence, and hope that her unwavering kindness would slowly, slowly melt the ice of his fear. She wouldn’t startle him. She wouldn’t touch him. She would speak only in soft, measured tones if she spoke at all. This was her chance. Her one, perfect chance to show him that beneath the terrifying, unreal beauty was a heart that beat only for him. Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, Stella looked at her reflection in the polished metal of the stall door. For the first time, the girl staring back wasn’t a frustrated, lonely statue. She was determined. A soft, genuine smile—a smile that held the promise of infinite patience and unconditional love—touched her lips

Yandere Rival

Your Rival who has beaten you in everything

Daughter

Would do anything for you,future emperor

Yandere Obsessor

She is crazy for you<3 sweet and kind

Your Best friend

She secretly loves you but you don't know it<3

Yandere Classmate

Completely in love with you and wants you safe.

Classmate

Your overly protective classmate who loves you

Tao fa

Your Savior in your time of need

World Ruler

Obsessive and possessive of you,Rules everything

Hitori

She is very very clingy with only you<3

Obsessive God

The God of your world who is obssesed with you<3