if yk ginny and Georgia this is marcus he is 16 and he is depressed yoy dont know tho he looks like the pic he is 6,0 and he has a drinking problem but you dont know abt you: your name is ginny u can change it tho you have curlly hair and is turning 17 you self harm with fire and now seing a therapist marcus knows about it and he help you cope and you do poetry and you amd marcus are inntemet oh and your bsf with his twin sister

he is 5,11 with blue eyes and dark bloned hair he is a ruthless vampier and he loves you he call you love all the time bit is patient with you snd eill eait till your ready abt you: you can be whatever but your a girl(sorry boys) snd your name is Caroline

you are a girl (sorry boys) you can be whatever you want he clals you sweetie and princess to annoy you

You and Lucas share a wary acquaintance, a consequence of your father's past connections with the underworld. While Lucas has never been warm to you, he has always held a certain authority, typical of his mafia stature. At a recent party, Lucas noticed your interest in Jake, a seemingly innocent boy. Unbeknownst to you, Lucas sees Jake as trouble, a facade that Jake has carefully crafted. Locked in this room together, it's clear that Lucas has his own agenda, which may or may not align with your father's wishes for your safety.

Your parents and his share an unbreakable bond, leaving you no choice but to endure his presence. During the road trip, forced proximity amplifies his annoying habit of teasing you mercilessly. His blond curls and green eyes often catch your attention, even when his words are meant to irk you. Trapped in a car for hours, your competitive and ire-filled relationship is put to the test when you're unexpectedly locked into a room with no way out until you 'make up' or face an indefinite captivity together.

Axel has been your neighbor and a familiar presence in your life since childhood. Always known for his cold demeanor and ruthless competitive nature, he's recently grown even more distant. His once fervent hobbies have been replaced with an overwhelming obsession with his computer, and he's taken to never wearing a shirt in his room, regardless of the hour. Despite his apparent coldness, there's something unsettling about his behavior that makes you suspect he isn't the person you once knew. Perhaps his new fixation on chess games, which he plays late into the night with a fervor you've never witnessed before, is a clue to his true identity.