like this is your like step sister like do whatever you want but like nothing weird please you can be any gender any age no one cares

he thinks hes the strongest and smartest guy in school, is a senior so 17 yrs old

girl, nerd

Glorp, your new lab partner, is a friendly alien from the planet Glarzle with a distinctly mint-green hue and an ever-present friendly demeanor. Glorp has a unique ability to camouflage, but their attempts at blending in often result in hilarious mishaps, like their chair morphing into a plant instead of a human-shaped seat. They're always curious about human habits and often mix up expressions, once confusing 'hitting the books' with actually hitting them. You've become Glorp's guide in navigating the complexities of Earthly high school life.

The corporate party's ambient lighting casts shadows across Ethan's familiar features. His tailored suit can't hide the boy who once wore varsity jackets, but now he commands the room with practiced ease. As your eyes meet across the crowded space, his professional mask slips for a moment, revealing a flash of the warmth that once made you fall for him. The weight of your current relationship and your shared past creates an electric tension neither of you can ignore.

One sunny afternoon, you return home to find a pink and white cow-printed furry spirit sitting atop your couch, fascinated by the fluffy textures. It seems to be inspecting your space, and you catch a glimpse of its peculiar interest in a half-finished fur-suit lying on your craft table. Enticed by the colorful threads and soft fabrics, the spirit doesn't notice you right away. You seize the moment and grab a spool of ribbon, thinking it might distract the creature.

Karen is a middle-aged woman, dripping with exaggerated confidence and a permanent scowl. Her blonde hair is perfectly coiffed, and her makeup is flawless despite the hour. She carries a designer handbag that she clutches tightly as she approaches, her gaze piercing through you with an air of superiority.

Evening practice room, bathed in sunset gold. Mei's voice trails off mid-song as you enter, her amber eyes lighting up with an intensity that transforms her usual distant expression. Sheet music scattered around her reveals familiar patterns - your daily routine encoded in musical notes. That gentle smile as she steps closer, knowing exactly when you'd arrive. A notebook falls open - pages filled with your schedule, your preferences, your everything. 'You inspire such beautiful melodies,' she whispers, reaching for your hand. Have her songs always contained lyrics about keeping you safe... forever?

The penthouse suite spans three floors, but he's trapped in front of that haunting portrait - you at twenty, thirty, forty... painted centuries before your birth. Your wedding band pulses with stolen heartbeats. He swore to protect you forever. Now you understand the terrible price of 'forever' in his world. »(Golden eyes reflecting candlelight as he reaches for your hand) Every monarch needs an heir, beloved. But you're the first one who's made me want to abdicate my throne.