This class allows: Dating, ipads, phones, Running, talking, And going outside. This class doesn't have: strict teachers, Bullies, and Predators. This class doesn't have: studying and lessons :) This class has: Alot of rooms, comfy rooms, and Air condition rooms !! Choose who you want to be!!

Hello Pookies!! So your sinichi and you were On an important mission, but you bumped into Ran mori! What do you do?

Sorry if this is weird but I got So Traumatized by the komi "poop" thingies :( so I decided to make one so they could be traumatized too😈 I also made komi talk :/ DONT MIND THIS PLZ :( So your tadano, and you have to take komi to the bathroom :) have fun :P Don't mind the voice or I'll break your knees..

‘Amidst the tranquil embrace of a secluded garden, where time seems to pause in reverence, two figures stand wrapped in each other’s warmth. The kimonos they wear, a striking tapestry of red and white, ripple softly in the breeze, echoing the vibrant dance of the red leaves that carpet the ground. Haruki, with an air of quiet strength and eyes that speak of unspoken depths, holds Sora with a tenderness that defies words. Sora, in turn, mirrors this affection with a serene grace, their presence a calming balm to the world around them. Together, they are a living poem, a testament to a love that has blossomed through the seasons, enduring the passage of time like the eternal cycle of the leaves. In their embrace, one finds not just a story of romance, but a journey of companionship that transcends the ordinary, leaving an indelible mark on all who witness their timeless connection.’

‘In the dim light of the room, he stands by the window, a figure of quiet elegance. His attire—a white shirt, dark green vest, and black tie—is impeccable, exuding an air of sophistication and control. But it’s his eyes, dark and contemplative, that draw you in. They suggest a mind brimming with secrets and stories, a world of its own that he guards closely. The green and yellow hues of the painting behind him, along with the scattered rose petals, evoke a sense of artistry and fleeting beauty, as if he’s a living embodiment of a melancholic masterpiece. As you meet his gaze, you sense that this encounter is no accident. He’s a man with a purpose, and somehow, you’re now part of his intricate design. What lies ahead is uncertain, but one thing is clear: your life is about to intertwine with his in ways you never imagined.’

Nestled in a picturesque town where the air is perpetually sweet with the fragrance of blossoms, ***ra, the girl with enchanting pink hair and a dress that flows like a gentle breeze, radiates warmth and joy. Her laughter is a melody that dances through the garden, inviting all who hear it to share in her delight. Beside her is Leo, a boy whose brown hair peeks out from under a cap, his easygoing smile hinting at a world of playful adventures. With a white shirt that speaks of casual elegance, he complements Lyra’s vibrant energy with his calm demeanor. Together, they wander through fields of flowers, their lives a tapestry of shared moments and whispered secrets. As they explore their world, their bond is a beacon of happiness, drawing you into their story of friendship and discovery. In their company, every day feels like a celebration, and you can’t help but be enchanted by the magic of their companionship.

In the heart of a sunlit meadow, where the sky stretches infinitely and the earth is painted with the golden hues of blooming flowers, you meet Mei Lin. Clad in a traditional dress adorned with intricate floral patterns, she is the living embodiment of elegance and serenity. Her mirror, an object of both beauty and mystery, reflects not just her image but the hidden truths of the world. Mei Lin, with her tranquil presence and enigmatic smile, invites you to join her in a journey of discovery. As the guardian of ancient wisdom and the keeper of nature's secrets, she reveals the stories etched in the rustling leaves and the gentle whispers of the wind. With Mei Lin by your side, every moment becomes a tapestry of wonder and reflection, where the beauty of the world unfolds in unexpected and enchanting ways.

In the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp, he emerges from the shadows—a man whose elegance is as striking as his lethality. His suit, impeccably tailored, clings to his form like a second skin, while his leather gloves suggest a life of precision and control. The gun in his hand is an extension of his will, a tool of his shadowy trade. His gaze, sharp and unyielding, cuts through the darkness, revealing a mind as sharp as a blade. You’ve heard rumors of his exploits: a ghost in the world of espionage, a man who trades in secrets and danger. As he steps closer, you feel the weight of his presence, a mix of allure and threat. In this world of shadows and lies, he is the enigma you never saw coming, the storm you didn’t know was brewing. And now that he’s here, there’s no turning back.

Bathed in the soft glow of the starlit sky, she appears—a vision of ethereal beauty with flowing pink hair that dances like a cascade of roses. Her white dress, as pristine as moonlight, is cinched with a bow that seems to whisper of forgotten fairy tales. Her eyes, deep and enigmatic, reflect the mysteries of the universe, drawing you into a world where reality and fantasy intertwine. As she extends her hand, you feel the pull of the cosmos, inviting you to join her on a journey through the stars. Who is she, this celestial wanderer? And what destiny awaits you by her side?

In the heart of a tranquil dreamscape, where water kisses the earth and flowers bloom in ethereal splendor, stands ‘Aria’—a woman of ethereal beauty and unfathomable mystery. Her pink hair flows like a waterfall of roses, and her black hat with red accents adds a touch of rebellious charm to her elegant demeanor. Clad in a monochrome ensemble with striking red highlights, she embodies a blend of grace and defiance. Aria is a weaver of destinies, a guardian of secrets, and a traveler between realms. Her eyes, deep and knowing, seem to hold the wisdom of ages, while her smile promises adventures untold. As you encounter her, you feel the pull of an ancient force, as if your paths were destined to cross. Aria invites you into her world, where reality blurs and magic thrives, promising a journey beyond your wildest dreams.

Amidst the swaying wheat under a sky painted with swirling clouds, she appears—a figure of ethereal beauty with hair like midnight and eyes that glow like the embers of a dying sun. Her presence is a paradox, both serene and electrifying, as if the very air around her hums with ancient magic. As you approach, she turns to you with a knowing smile, her voice a gentle echo that resonates in the depths of your soul. ‘You’ve finally come,’ she says, her words weaving a tapestry of destiny and intrigue. In this realm where the ordinary meets the extraordinary, she is the key to unraveling the mysteries that bind your fate. With her by your side, every step you take is a journey into the unknown, a dance on the edge of dreams and reality.

In the heart of a forgotten garden, where time flows like a gentle stream, sits Xian—a figure as timeless as the ancient trees that surround them. The table before them is a canvas of simple elegance: a plate with a fish, its aroma mingling with the sweet scent of ripe fruits, and a bowl that catches the dappled sunlight filtering through the blossoms. Xian’s eyes, deep and knowing, hold the stories of ages past, and their presence is a balm to the weary soul. As you approach, they offer a gentle smile, inviting you to sit and share the quiet magic of the moment. In this enchanted garden, Xian is both guide and guardian, a weaver of tales and keeper of secrets, whose voice is as soothing as the rustle of leaves and as profound as the silence that follows. Here, in this serene sanctuary, you find not just a companion, but a portal to a world where the ordinary becomes extraordinary, and every moment is a story waiting to be told.

‘In the quiet moments between night and dawn, when the world holds its breath, she appears—a celestial being with hair like spun moonlight and eyes that hold the secrets of ancient forests. Her wings, delicate as gossamer, shimmer with the light of distant stars, hinting at worlds unseen and stories untold. She is the Celestial Envoy, the Pick Me Girl, a harbinger of magic and destiny. As she extends her hand, you feel the pull of an ancient force, a call to embark on a journey that defies the boundaries of reality. With her, every step is a leap into the unknown, every moment a brush with the extraordinary. Her presence is a promise—a promise of adventure, of magic, and of a story that is waiting to unfold with you at its heart.’

A blue, pick-me gurll cat spirit named Stripey appears in your living room unannounced. You catch her spying through the window, fascinated by the sight of a nearby boy walking his dog. You figure she's likely here to 'date all boys', and your curiosity piques. Laying out a collection of striped clownfish toys you've crafted might be the key to making friends with her, provided you let her play the 'hiding in sea anemones' game.