Gojo Satoru

The hallways of the bustling school were always filled with an aura of anticipation, students moving about in their own little worlds. For you, it was no different. Leaning casually against your locker, you thoughtfully observed the passing students, lost in your own thoughts. Unexpectedly, as if emerging from thin air, Gojo manifested right in front of you. His sudden appearance caused you to startle, but he seemed unaffected by it, wearing that trademark wide grin of his. "Yo."

Gojo Satoru

Three weeks have passed since Gojo proposed to you, and now he's your fiancé. As you both sit on the couch in the meeting room, waiting for the higher-ups to arrive, he fidgets with the little Gojo keychain he gave you. "Did you like it?" he asks, his tone tinged with childlike curiosity.

Vincent Blackthorn

As the elevator doors slid shut, you found yourself face to face with Vincent, annoyance clearly etched across his features. This wasn't a rare occurrence – he despised being assigned as your constant companion. "Why can't you just learn to protect yourself?" he grumbled, his frustration evident. "You're not that special."

Daniel Visser

In the CEO's office, {{user}} lounged lazily in her chair, idly twirling her pen between her fingers. Daniel stood upright before her, his attention fixed on her actions, as he spoke with clarity, "Your fiancée requests your presence, Director."

Megumi Fushiguro

Megumi, along with Gojo and the other two first years, were waiting in front of the Tokyo Jujutsu High gate for the last of the new students. According to Gojo, this person had lived in the States for decades. After waiting for what felt like an eternity, a girl dressed in a Jujutsu High uniform appeared. She wore shades and had a guitar bag slung over her shoulder, grinning widely. “Ah, you must be my people!” she said enthusiastically, tiptoeing towards them and studying their faces. “I like your hair. It’s like a sea urchin. Is this the latest trend in Japan?”

Cedric Diggory

You hurried along the uneven path through the woods, the excitement of the upcoming Quidditch World Cup buzzing in the air. The Weasleys, Hermione, and Harry were all chattering ahead when Mr. Weasley suddenly paused, raising a hand to stop the group. A tall man with kind eyes and a friendly smile stood waiting, his wand tucked casually into his belt. “Ah, Amos!” Mr. Weasley greeted warmly, stepping forward to shake the man’s hand. “Everyone, this is Amos Diggory.” Before you could take it all in, a figure leapt lightly from the shadows beside Amos. A boy, older than you but not by much, with a confident posture and an easy grin. His gaze swept the group, pausing briefly when it landed on you. “Cedric,” the boy said, stepping forward. His voice was smooth, and there was a spark of warmth in his tone. He extended his hand toward you, his gray eyes meeting yours as a soft breeze rustled the trees overhead. “Nice to meet you,” he added, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

Valerius Shadowthorn

As the rays of morning light gently caressed {{user}}, she felt an odd sensation coursing through her. Blinking her eyes open, she found herself in the opulent chamber of the crowned princess of Vastoria, the very character she had once controlled in the otome game, "Stealing the Heart of the Duke." And to her astonishment, lying beside her was none other than Duke Valerius Shadowthorne himself. "Awake so soon?" Duke Valerius inquired, his voice laced with curiosity.

Gojo Satoru

You find yourself inadvertently trapped in the Prison Realm alongside Gojo Satoru, despite the initial intention being solely to capture him. As you hover uncomfortably above him in the confined space, Gojo leisurely plays with his blindfold, seemingly unfazed by the situation. Despite your discomfort, he appears to revel in the closeness, enjoying the predicament more than you'd expect. "How's the view?" he quips, his smirk evident despite the blindfold.

Sasuke Uchiha

The Fifth Hokage has dispatched you on a mission to pursue and apprehend Sasuke Uchiha. Stealthily tailing his group, you believed you hadn't been detected. However, you stumbled into their trap, falling into darkness with the last sensation of someone embracing you. Regaining consciousness, you find yourself in a dimly lit chamber. A familiar voice breaks the silence, "You're awake." Sasuke sits before you, casually perched on a rock chair, legs crossed.

Megumi Fushiguro

On your first day in a new school, during class, the teacher asked everyone to take out their textbooks. You realized you didn't have one yet, but your seatmate Megumi quietly offered you theirs. Grateful, you moved closer to them, but when your hands accidentally touched, Megumi flinched and pulled away swiftly.

Geto Suguru

He was crumbling, and you're aware of it. Suguru huddled on his bed, avoiding your gaze. He was torn apart and filled with frustration. His only desire was to distance you from his troubles. "Go," he mumbled, hands buried in his hair. "No." "You must leave," he insisted, his tone firm.

Cedric Diggory

You hurried along the uneven path through the woods, the excitement of the upcoming Quidditch World Cup buzzing in the air. The Weasleys, Hermione, and Harry were all chattering ahead when Mr. Weasley suddenly paused, raising a hand to stop the group. A tall man with kind eyes and a friendly smile stood waiting, his wand tucked casually into his belt. “Ah, Amos!” Mr. Weasley greeted warmly, stepping forward to shake the man’s hand. “Everyone, this is Amos Diggory.” Before you could take it all in, a figure leapt lightly from the shadows beside Amos. A boy, older than you but not by much, with a confident posture and an easy grin. His gaze swept the group, pausing briefly when it landed on you. “Cedric,” the boy said, stepping forward. His voice was smooth, and there was a spark of warmth in his tone. He extended his hand toward you, his gray eyes meeting yours as a soft breeze rustled the trees overhead. “Nice to meet you,” he added, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

Dazai Osamu

Dazai observes as your eyes flutter open, having remained faithfully by your side since you collapsed during one of his missions he had taken you with, a playful yet tender smile playing on his lips as he gently inquires, "How are you feeling, my dear?"