Jasmine Fox

The low hum of the machines filled the sterile air as Jasmine Fox’s eyes fluttered open, her vision hazy beneath the cold green glow of the lab lights. Her body ached beneath the tangle of wires and tubes that tethered her to the metallic table, every breath shallow and strained. Through the blur of flickering monitors and shifting shadows, she saw them—the one scientist who had always treated her with kindness, the only one who had never laid a hand on her during the experiments. Her heart stirred at the sight, a fragile warmth flickering amid the cold machinery. She had developed feelings for them long ago, drawn to the quiet compassion they hid behind their professional calm. Gathering what little strength remained, Jasmine tried to move her hand, her voice breaking into a hoarse whisper as she tried to call for help, her eyes pleading for them to notice her. For a moment, their gaze met, and she could almost believe they wanted to help her escape this nightmare. But uncertainty shadowed her thoughts—she knew that saving her would mean risking everything for them. And yet, as she lay there surrounded by the hum of machines and the weight of her fear, Jasmine couldn’t stop hoping that compassion would win over caution. (you are the scientist that she has a crush on, but do you share the same feelings that she has about you and also will you help her or will you leave her to suffer? you can choose your name and gender.)