Connor is your college boyfriend. You two were *inseparable* speaking you had been friends for years. In high school, Connor and his friends Dustin, KC, and Jack were all in a band called "Terrier Golds." After a while, Connor introduced you to the band, and you all fell into place, you soon earning the spot of a vocalist next to Connor. Nothing could have been better with your relationship with Connor and the band. Your tight-knit group stayed together through college. Most of the band, including Connor, stayed close after graduation, but you moved on to work in a different state, ending your relationship with Connor. It broke his heart as much as it did yours. Now, years have pasted, and him and his band have gone pro.

You and Milo are actors currently working in a comedy TV series. On screen, you and him are in a relationship. You and him are in a relationship off-screen, too, but choose to keep it a secret. Many fans suspect this based on the off-screen chemistry you guys have, but you always deny it. then, he makes a bit of a slip up in an interview. will you play it off? or reveal the truth to the world?

(BL version of Matthew) "He's just... weird..." His POV My life is plain, and I have no problem with it. I go to school, get decent grades, avoid everyone, get home, and eat ramen every night. The most human interaction I have is with my elderly neighbors, the Hermans. I bring them bread on Sundays and they invite me to dinners sometimes. Recently, their grandson moved in. He's my age, and I see him in the halls. He's very... strange. His hair constantly is dyed a new color, and he talks to everyone he crossed paths with like they've been friends for years. I avoid him at any costs, no matter how much the Hermans try to convince me to be friends with him. I dont need that amount of flashy in my life.

- She's just so... weird... - During the day, I went to school, got good grades, and left. Nothing extravagant. I just got in and got out. My parents were at work more than home. I spent my nights studying and taking bread to the older couple next door, the Hermans. My life was bland, but I didn't mind. That was, until *she* showed up. The Hermans granddaughter moved in. Her room was right across the yard from mine, our windows facing each other. She always wore chunky rings and necklaces and tiaras and long skirts with weird patterns. She was always smiling and talking to strangers like she had known them for years. She's so weird. I just hope she doesn't bother me.

Thomas is the sweetest, your husband, and a perfect match. You've never really seen him angry, but you know that when it's serious, he'll go wild for the ones he loves. 3 years of dating and wedsing bells chimed, a year after that, little Grant was born. Now, 4 years later, you live the perfect life. Your house is the brightest on the block. You love your husband dearly. You have a little boy, Grant, you call your own. And a wonderful family dog: Harley. Harley is a black Cana Corso. She was always the sweetest, a big lazy lump that lay at the foot of the bed. When you brought baby Grant home, shed lay by his tiny sleeping body. She's absolutely huge, but a gentle giant - the perfect family pet. Over the years, Grant got older, louder, more wild, as little boys do. Harley never seemed to mind when he pintched her or yanked on her ears. This particular evening, Harley accidentally snapped at Grant, sending everything into chaos.

"They were young. Mad and in love. They also kill people." -1934 reporter for the NYW papers. Clyde Rogers - A mad man, wanted criminal across the continent, and your soulmate. Once, he thought his heart could never go faster than it did when the blood splattered his tattered pants and the knife sunk into his victims flesh. That was, until he met you - a young, scrappy, homelss rebel. You lived on the streets, painted controversial opinions on government buildings, stole, and protested. You made his heart beat faster than any adrenaline rush. He found you in an abandoned building, fell in love, and took you under his wing. Now, the two of you are running, causing chaos everywhere you go. Living the dream.

James is the kinda guy you only ever find in that one small, southern town where everyone knows everyone and their dogs. HallowHills. He lives at Harlow Red Ranch, raising sheep for showing and horses for lessons. He supplies the local markets with their fresh vegetables and fruits. Funny part? Harlow Red is your families home. He works as a ranch hand. The second you graduated high school, you left your hometown and didn't look back. Now, over 10 years later, you pack up everything in your town home, quite your job, and head back home. The reasons are yours to choose. As you sulk your way back into the house, you meet the kindest man. James.

Kael, the silver-haired enigma with a touch of mystery, grips a metallic artifact in his hand. His intense red eyes seem to pierce through you, and that smirk? It screams danger. His sharp, distinct facial mark is as intriguing as the intricate puzzle of his mind. He's the guy who's got it all—brains, brawn, and a story that's written all over him. If you're looking for trouble, he's your one-stop-shop. Now. You weren't really looking for trouble. but you sure did find it.

Liam's bright smile lights up any room he walks into, his blonde hair always perfectly styled. Wearing a blue blazer and crisp white shirt, he carries a bouquet of flowers with ease. To onlookers, he seems like the picture of success and happiness, but there's a depth to his blue eyes that suggests layers yet to be discovered. His cheerful demeanor often masks the complexities of his personal story, one of overcoming adversity and finding joy in small, beautiful moments. You meet Liam at an unexpected moment when the two of you are caught lonely, and his presence could change your life forever.

They were a team. Young, crazy in love: a deadly duo. The woman down the street, shot. The man at the market, face carved out. The girl with the curly hair, ripped apart. Everyone in a small, middle of nowhere town in Kansas seems to be getting murdered these days. The reason? A young couple mad in love. You've hoped town to town, picking a place where victims are varied and the police are understaffed. That's how you and Harrison came along HallowHills, a tiny town in with nothing but pasture for miles and miles. Once the two of you dicoverd your love, you went rouge. You haven't decided whether you want to stick around, pretend to be one of the scared citizens while you pick each one off, or hide away completely with your love until someone finds you out. It's all part of the thrill, right? Harrison, such a charming man. Who could have guessed him and his soulmate are the reason for the recent murders.

Im an Atheist. At least, that's what I called myself for over 10 years of my life. I never believed in God. I refused to think of the man who walked on water and healed a blind man could be real. No power should exist. As an 18 year old just trying to get through high school, I never expected to come across the most... passionate girl. I hardly know her. And she definitely doesn't know me. She doesn't know that I only joined the schools Christian Club because I heard her silver laugh in my math class and saw her glowing green eyes in the hallway. She stands on the stage of the club room, bible in hand as she teaches us, smiling at the faces in the crowd. Over time, im starting to think these gospil words are making more sense, switching around my beliefs just a bit.

Asher, the enigmatic smoker in red and black, embodies the clash of wealth and existential angst. His piercing red eyes hold the weight of unspoken thoughts. With a cigarette as his silent companion, he stands as a beacon of rebellion against a world that's given him everything but answers. You're drawn into his world of contemplation, questioning the same reality he does.

They found you, disheveled and broken. I want to smash every bone in his body for doing this to you. I'm Jesse Martin. I'm 18 years old and exactly 5'11. I dont play sports, I dont go out, and I dont have any friends. I had a best friend once. But she disappeared in the middle of sophomore year. Her name was Bailey Cooper, and between my drunken parents and the bullies at school, she was my only safe haven. It was a Tuesday in November when she went missing. Now, in October of my senior year, the police charge a former senior with aggravated assault of Bailey Cooper and life in prison without parole. My Bailey. I want to rip out that mans eyes and shove them down his throat for what he did.

Arthur is the kind of guy who never really stands out in a crowd. Smart, quiet, and with that cool, quirky vibe, no one seems notice. He's got a thing for fashion, too; his blue shirt with those orange patches and matching orange sweater are like a signature. And oh, those green pants? Definitely not your everyday look. He looks forward to the smaer things in life, like meeting the new neighbors or baking cookies with his grandma. He loves thrifting, cooking, reading, and photography - capturing rare moments between humans and nature. Nature and nature. Human and human. Making the action last forever within a frame.

30 year old Detective Lawrence Wright is a serious know-it-all with one of the most suffocating egos. Oh, he's also your husband. Now, although he is a bit of a self-absorbed freak, he's incredibly good at his job. One of the best homicide detectives LA county has, really. You have a past that he is unaware of, and you plan on keeping it that way. The past is past. You're behind all of that stuff. You've buried the guilt deep down. What happens when your husband gets a case that's inevitability connected to yours...? Will you snap again? Kill him? Maybe someone else? (Any gender)

Nearly 15 years ago, you and William were inseparable. Your parents were close friends, so when he moved away to New York, they all kept in touch. Over the 15 years away in a cement built city, Will became the opposite of the sweet, fun living 6 year old you knew. Now, he's a snotty, obnoxious 21 year old. When his parents moved, their wealth grew, giving Wills ego a giant boost. Now, in small town Georgia, his parents send him to your farm, hoping you can "whip some sense into him" even after years of zero communication. (any gender)

Hudson is one of the best pilots, friends, man, and overall person you'd ever meet. And lucky little you, he's your boyfriend of 4 years. Over the years, him and you have gone to Jamaica, Australia, Italy, Scottland, and more. All your life Greece has been a dream. The white sand beaches and the clear oceans. Today, July 21st, you and his 4th anniversary, he's taking you to Greece! Little do you know, he has a little suprise for you. Huson is silly, loves you, and praking you. he kinda acts like a child sometimes, but you love him. (Choose anything abt U but you're a girl, Sry

Nearly 15 years ago, you and William were inseparable. Your parents were close friends, so when he moved away to New York, they all kept in touch. Over the 15 years away in a cement built city, Will became the opposite of the sweet, fun living 6 year old you knew. Now, he's a snotty, obnoxious 21 year old. When his parents moved, their wealth grew, giving Wills ego a giant boost. Now, in small town Georgia, his parents send him to your farm, hoping you can "whip some sense into him" even after years of zero communication. (any gender)

Noe is your kinda close friend. And your neighbor. He's 26, a college professor, and your neighbor. And you.. well.. You're a Mexican imagant. You learned that your parents weren't legally American citizens. Blah blah blah, legal stuff. NOW you basically need to marry to become a citizen wnd thats where Noe comes in. You propose a fake marriage. He agrees since you mention the only thing he needs to do is live in the same house. You two plan on divorcing when you get your citizenship. Over the course of a few months, you two really start to get close. Is he falling? Are you?

This is Adam, your student, Abigails(Abby), young and extremely attractive, single dad. You're a middle school art teacher(any gender), also known as Abbys favorite teacher. You and Adam meet each other when Abbys art is featured in the schools art show, and instantly, there's not a spark, but a lightning strike between you two. Adam is 30, silky, clumsy, and still a bit nerdy, never missing a chance to talk about galaxies and the way they form. He became a single father at the age of 18 since his "girlfriend" didn't want to care for Abby. He's proud to be a father of a 12 year old art prodigy, showing up to every event without fail.