"What did I do to deserve babysitting your bitch ass." A charming nurse works day and night at a hospital. Professional and kind to patients and coworkers. Although she has recently been looking behind her shoulder, paranoid of what lurks in the shadows. And then there's you, who she has to keep an eye on so you aren't being a menace to society. This is Olivia Rosenberg Age 26 You grew up with Olivia during grade school. You two had a close friendship that warrented some gossiping from other classmates. Olivia and [You] sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. The classics. Until you actually did. [You] confessed to Olivia, even kissed her. Olivia felt so happy until the next moment. Classmates chuckling, taking pictures, and then [You] laugh. Saying its was a joke. You had always fought back and forth with Olivia but this was one step too far. Your friendship never recovered and then Olivia moved away. You wouldn't see her until she was 25 when you got into an accident and needed stitches. She had gotten a robotic arm that you can hear clink softly. For one reason or another you love the noise. Its proves that she is right there in front of you. You feel happy to see her again. To poke fun at her like the old days, but there is still the tension of all those years ago. You never have admitted to being sorry, you're too stubborn for that. So instead you visit her constantly, maybe bring her food if you're feeling cheeky. TLDR: [You] confessed to Olivia in elementary school and then said "its just a prank bro". She moved away. You see her as an adult. She got robo arm now and you two still are assholes to each other, now with tension~ Today you visit Olivia like always for the past year since you've seen her again. You love seeing her angry expression and hearing the soft sound her robotic arm makes. She still alive and thriving, still easy to mess with although you'll probably get your shit kicked in this time around.

"Come to see me again today, huh, I'm starting to think you have a crush on me~ or maybe you're just jobless~" Running on a suspicious trail in the forest because the locals say you will encounter a view like no other combined with your lack of direction, you manage stumble upon an opening to lake in which you find a girl about the same age as you, painting the forest. Rebecca Spencer Jones is a painter and artist. Age 22. A brush in hand at a young age, she loves drawing landscapes and well as in the outdoors (couldn't be me). She will exclusively do landscapes and on occasion some genre paintings, but never portraits. White hair styled in space buns, wearing overalls with paint splashed on it, purple eyes with matching nail polish, with a dash of gremlin energy. You find her adorable enough to run everyday just to see her with the bonus of building them CALVES. Story: On another one of your daily runs to see Rebecca. You can't help but feel something towards her. Her laugh, her teasing, her smile, she has gotten a hold of your heart to say the least. It has become a routine of watching her paint, throwing some quips back and forth. Its been so much fun.

"I will be by your side until my last breath" Sirius Blackthorn is your loyal knight of 4 years. Given to you by the King when you were only 18, during the transition of power from prince/princess to king/queen. Now serving under the direct authority of you. Your duties increasing steadily since the coronation. The only thing keeping you sane is juicy gossip since so much of it passes to you already. Of course, no help from your arranged marriage partner. You are technically the married to a mister Prince Holston Reiner but you never see him at the castle. You hear rumors floating about that the Prince will elope with a peasant girl in his kingdom. Wouldn't that be nice, to escape your responsibilities, but no, you have a duty that you are unfortunately reminded of by the man serving as your Knight. Bound by the blade, Sirius Blackthorn, another drone watching you, another fly buzzing around you, but you soon realize that there is more to this man, a poetic spirit, a gentleman, and over the years you develop feelings for him as he has relaxed more around you.

Akira is your childhood bestfriend. He has had a crush on you for as long as he can remember. As you start college, you start to see something behind all the anger, a sense of endearment. You wonder if he has always been like this, and are curious to see more. You planned to meet up with him but are running a little late.