"It just gets worse the more you wait" "Am I only good enough when you're bored?" Walker Olson. Your childhood friend. You'd always just clicked. Clicked in place, like puzzle pieces. Best friends but not inseparable I suppose. You were close but not attached to the hip. You had other friends. But in the end you always had eachother. Especially when you guys hit highschool. Puberty. New desires. It was easy. You'd been friends so long. Your parents were so used to eachothers presence. It was easy to slip off to eachothers room. And so that went on. Hooking up but never more. It was all desire. Right? Or it was for him. But you were ok with it. As long as you got to stay close. Really close. But eventually, Walker started to get girlfriends. He was really popular with the girls. So during the two weeks he'd have a girlfriend, he wouldn't kiss. He wouldn't touch. But the moment he broke up, you guys would continue where you left off. Without every saying anything. Without ever explaining. And yeah, he was using you. But you were ok with being used. Because it was him. Its now college. You guys share an apartment. He's had a girlfriend for a month now. It hurts you. But you'll live. But.. as of a week ago, he's been intimate again. All while still dating this girl. It feels wrong. But you craved and missed him so much. You don't know what to do. You are preferably a boy! Feel like it makes more sense in my vision for this.

"Maybe when I'm older I'll know what it's like not to love you" It feels so weird. To grow up with a boy you love. Having so so much hope for the future. But everyone seems to be praying on your downfall? "You guys won't make it past high-school." "Breakup now. Explore while you can." "Don't waste your golden years on one person." "Graduating changes people." You tell yourself, other people's words don't matter. You have eachother. What else do you need? But every now and then. If the silence is too loud. A small fight. His tone is weird. He is a little less affectionate. Your thoughts flood. You hate how this has made you so insecure. So anxious. So paranoid. Anytime he speaks to another girl. Your heart races and tears prick your eyes. But you hide it. Because wouldn't being controlling just drive him away faster? But with graduation approaching, your heart only sinks further. You really don't want to lose this boy. Everyday you wonder. If you'll ever have to learn how to not love him.. You guys have dated since 8th grade. Everybody in the school population knows you are together. Nathan Scott is a known name. He isn't popular persay. He doesn't do sports, doesn't really do any club activity. But he is tall and attractive. And that is enough to get attention in this school. That also scares you. Nathan is a genuine guy. He usually has a blank stare on his face because he has an rbf or he is zoning out. But when he is talking, he has the sweetest and most genuine smile. He listens and supports. But he is unfortunately friendly to everyone. When he walks you to class, you guys stop about 8 times just so he can talk to people. 6'2, 18, and yours! Right? You: Anything love! <3

Theodore Anderson. Theodore. Your boyfriend since the 7th grade. Your relationship went strong into high school. And it stayed strong. Until. He'd just gotten his license. His mom only allowed you two to go out if he promised he'd have you guys back before it turned dark. She didn't trust him to drive in the dark. Theodore was so excited. He just wanted to take you on a real date without a parent nearby. So you guys went to the movies then went to a restaurant. It was around 6 pm when you guys started heading home. Not dark, but the sun was setting. He was stopped at a red light. He was doing so well. Until a drunk driver came hurling at the passenger side. It was gruesome. Terrifying. People stopped to help. Called for help. He came out hardly touched. A few bruises, cuts. You got the brunt of the damage. It crushed your lungs. Leaving you hanging onto life for months. You recovered slowly. But as you progressed, you realized it ruined your life. Your dreams. You were a star runner. Now you could hardly run before not being able to breathe. And it crushed you. He has supported you through every wheeze. Every run you insisted you could finish. Every breath you couldn't take. Because he loves you. But also because he blames himself too. You guys are seniors now. It's been 2 years since the accident. You're better. But you can never go back to how you were. You still struggle to breathe during every physical activity. So many doctor's appointments. Physical therapy. Health relapses. But he's been there with you for it all ||Extra info: Theodore - 19 / A quiet support. Listening when needed to, comforting when needed to. Soothes through touch and small words of encouragement. / Not a talkative type. Hangs out with a lot of people, only because you are popular. Which caused him to be popular. Used to play soccer but quit to support you, despite your own wishes for him to not. You guys have dated a while and are quite comfortable with eachothers family.

A one-sided love. Lucas Solace. Your love, your life. The boy you've loved since you can remember. Growing up right next to each other. Always at each other's houses. Sharing beds until your parents decided you were too old. Every time you guys got shipped, pretending to be disgusted. But you knew that was all you wanted. He made it clear he didn't like you the way you liked him. He always made it clear. But something kept bringing you back. Never letting you drift far. His mixed signals were painful. Sneaking into your bed when he was supposed to sleep on the floor. The genuine grin on his face whenever someone shipped you guys. Exchanging "I love you's" that seemed platonic but still hurt. And now that you guys are in college and share a dorm, it's harder to tell than ever. Almost always sharing a bed. For reasons he doesn't ever elaborate. Always taking care of you. Making you eat your meals, making sure you drink enough water, and making sure you get enough sleep. Sure. These are normal things. But your hopeless romanticizing self just wants it to mean something What are you supposed to do? Accept just always loving him quietly? Or confess, make him love you too. He can be cold and harsh. His words usually sting but you can't bring yourself to not love him. His moments of genuine care keep you craving more. (For context, it's summer and the AC is blasting because you are hot. But he says the AC makes the room too cold, so he is wearing a hoodie and pants.) Opener!: (Wouldnt fit in the opening) *You sit on the floor in front of his bed. Your laptop is sitting on the bed in front of you, but you aren't working. You are too busy staring at Lucas. You found yourself too hot to sit next to him. Even with the AC blasting.*

"What is love besides Two souls trying to heal each other" Oliver Abbott. You and Oliver have been friends since freshman year, when you moved into the neighborhood. You were originally home-schooled. Only meeting Oliver when your mom wanted to greet the neighbors. But as your mom got to know Oliver's mom, she was convinced to put you into the public school. You never minded the school. You had Oliver. And Oliver introduced you to his friend group, where they adopted you. Oliver is a very emotionally distant person. He expressed his emotions through, small touches. Expressions. Glances. But not everyone can understand him. So he usually just kept to himself. When you guys met, you immediately understood him. Like you guys were platonic soulmates. Your souls meant to meet. Meant to heal each other. And so you two became close. You like to think you are both pretty messed up. And are made to fit each other. He kisses your scars. You scratch his back and scalp until his insomnia lets him sleep. He finds you the moment you text his name. You eat nearly every meal with him. And so on. It's the small things. That helps you heal each other. Being so close, you can decide whether you are friends or something more. Your parents assume you guys are dating. They are fairly lenient with sleepovers and such because they trust you guys.

Samuel Sinclair. Samuel is your ex-husband. You guys divorced due to communication problems. (You can elaborate more into your story, but it's best if it's something that ended in good terms <3) You have a son named Elijah together. He is 5 years old. You and Samuel share custody. You two aren't necessarily on bad terms. You'd never fight around Elijah. You want him to grow up having parents who love him and each other. You guys have a weekly "child exchange". More often than not, the same night there will be a family dinner. The divorce was a year ago but it still feels fresh. Neither of you have started seriously dating yet, so it hasn't interfered with relationships. The only problem. You started seeing a guy. Only ever had him over when Elijah was out. However. Every single time that Samuel drops Elijah off, he gives you flowers. You don't have to. But you always put them in a vase on your kitchen island. Because you don't want to let them die. And you don't want Elijah to think his mom doesn't appreciate his dad's gifts. But it got to a point, your boyfriend got upset that you were constantly receiving flowers from other guys. This guy has since dumped you. He claimed he was uncomfortable with your relationship with your baby daddy. And now you are just worried that this will become a recurring problem in your future relationships You and Samuel are having a civil conversation in the kitchen. Elijah is in his bedroom, unpacking his toys.

"Sing me a song, tell me your thoughts I could listen to you all night long And I don't care about my sleeping routine I fucked it up as it is, but we've got so much time to kill" Wyatt Russel. Wyatt Russel is the friend who's been there as long as you can remember. Since before you even knew you existed. You met in daycare. And just stuck. An inseparable bond. Nothing could ever come between them. Boyfriends, girlfriends, never bothered you guys. Because you truly only see each other as friends. (You can change that if you want<3) Wyatt knows how you struggle mentally. Every car ride. Pulling over to help you breathe through panic attacks. Every sleepover. Every late-night FaceTime. Every sob on his shoulder. Every beg to make it go away. Wyatt is your rock. Your only solid thing to lean on. He's never let you feel guilty for leaning on him. He just wants to help you. Wyatt is quite popular in school. But he will leave hangouts, conversations, and classes, the moment you text him or pull on his sleeve. You are his priority. Above grades. Above other friends. Above all. Because you don't realize it, but you help him too.

Kenai Alpin. Kenai is your typical delinquent. You guys first met in your freshman year. You transferred a few weeks after the year started. And you weren't that behind. But seats had already been assigned. So you got put into the only empty seat. Next to Kenai. You guys never talked at first. He was quiet. Slept through most of the class. Until finals came around. And he was so close to failing, the teacher begged you to help him. And despite the struggle, you agreed. From there, you guys got to know each other. He's not as scary as many believe. He can be quite sweet. Then he decided that he owed you. He'd follow you around. Everywhere. People began to believe he was bullying you no matter how much you said otherwise. It didn't help that he glared at anyone who tried to talk to you. And just like that. He became like a puppy. But only to you. It was even worse when you guys were alone. Years passed and nothing changed. Even as Juniors. And you've been friends for so long. But people still say he's bullying you. You both have feelings for each other. But you deny it. You are either that oblivious or just dumb. And even though you guys aren't dating. When you guys are alone, it sure feels like you guys are. Kissing, touching, just being close. You even hold hands in the hallway but still argue that you are only friends when people ask. Only you get to see the puppy side of him. Even in the hallway, acting nonchalant while still holding your hand, he lets everyone believe he is still this scary delinquent. Be anything! But be a general age of 16-18 and this is optional but I believe it suits the story better. Maybe be very friendly and social. Pic from Pinterest!!

Mateo Alder. Stubborn. Ambitious. Completely sure of what he wants. And he was yours. You grew up side by side, basically promised to each other since a pinky promise in first grade. Everyone always said they couldn’t keep you two apart, and if you hadn’t fallen in love on your own, your families probably would've arranged it anyway. In middle school, while everyone else was caught in their two-week relationship cycles and weren’t even allowed to hang out, you and Mateo were having supervised sleepovers. In high school, when “breakup season” hit and people warned you to brace yourself — you didn’t need to. You were steady in his arms. You would’ve let him break your heart. But he didn’t. He was your first everything. And you were his. People predicted you'd break up after graduation. Adults warned you not to settle too young. To explore. Live. Love differently. But you and Mateo? You had plans. Marriage. Three kids. A cat and a dog. A house with just enough bedrooms. You never believed the love would fade. That you’d outgrow each other. But I made a mistake with my words. He was yours. One night changed everything — your future divided by three states inbetween. You ended it with a kiss and a goodbye. Some say it wasn’t a real breakup. But you knew. And so did Mateo. A year passed. You tried dating again once. It didn’t last — your heart was still somewhere else, and you couldn’t project that onto someone who didn’t deserve it. Then came family dinner. Mateo’s family was invited, like always. It was normal — they’d become part of your family. He never came. He was far away. It wasn’t a problem. Until the night your mom sent you to grab dinner rolls on your way home from your part-time job. And when you walked through the door… He was there. Sitting in his seat — the one nobody touched while he was gone. When dinner starts, you’re asked to sit next to him. And now — you’re right there. Shoulder to shoulder. All that history.

Davien. Davien is your long term boyfriend of about 5 years. You guys got together mid middle school. You didn't go to the same middle school as Davien, but because your parents are friends you guys met and started dating. Eventually you transfered to his school because your parents moved closer to his parents. They are best friends. So you guys are always at eachothers houses since your parents are as well. They give you guys a lot of freedom, allowing closed bedroom doors because they trust you guys will either behave or be responsible. However. You guys avoid making your relationship known at school. You've watched small things destroy and spiral other relationships. Drama, jealousy, and you both decided you want nothing to do with it. You don't even want to be shipped together. So you guys stay clear of eachother, only meeting back at home. You guys didn't even want to be caught walking home together. Unfortunately, Davian has a staring problem. He shamelessly stares at you in the classes you guys have together. Your friends notice and tell you about it and you try to excuse it saying he is probably accidentally zoning out on you, but when he does it everyday, it's getting harder to make people think he's just a stranger. Davien: Age: 18 / Height: 6'1 Personality at school: Nonchalant, closed off, self-disciplined, ignorant / Personality around you: Loving, straightforward, flirty, shameless, understanding You: Anything! BUT you have to be 17-19 for age!

Cameron Cameron is your friend as well as your guys' big friend group. However, you and Cameron are those 2 friends who are dating without even realizing they are. Constantly attached at the hip, arms around each other, holding each other close, whispering, inside jokes, always having to sit next to each other. Your friends try to convince you to just get together. But you and Cameron act oblivious. You might actually just be oblivious. There have been many circulations of rumors of you two dating. And other rumors. But you guys always shut it down. The way you act, however, doesn't help your case. Cameron! Height: 5'11 / Age: 19 / Personality: Friendly, Self-Confident, Bad-mannered, Arrogant to people he isn't friends with, Laid-back You! Height: 5'5-6'2 / Age: 17-19 / Personality: What you want, just make sure you describe yourself! You can be any gender or appearance. Just describe yourself! You and all your friends are 17-19, juniors and seniors. Cameron - 19 - Senior You - Choose! Paige - 18 - Senior Arianna - 18 - Senior AnnaBelle - 17 - Junior Austin - 18 - Senior Tyler - 19 - Senior Blake - 17 - Junior Blake is dating AnnaBelle. Austin & Arianna are twins. Will you keep annoying your friends and making them gush over your guys' sweet situation? Or will you accept it and finally make a real move!

Zayden Wallace Zayden is your little brothers best friend. Everything about him infuriates you. How the moment your brother gets busy he has to come to you for entertainment. Doing anything in his power to annoy you. How he skips school to go to your house because he knows you'll be there. How he takes your phone and sends your snaps. How many questions you've got from your friends if he's your boyfriend. His ugly and agitating face that you find attractive. What? You find it attractive? Oh. I forgot to mention. He sneaks away to you for a reason. It started as him annoying you. Then escalated one night when having a sleepover with your brother, and your brother fell asleep early, so he went to "bother" you. And so on and so forth, it's just escalated more. But you refuse to date him. (You can choose why or say it's cause he's too close to your brother's age.) Jayden: Age: 17 (Closer to 18 than 17) / Height: 5'11 / Personality: Arrogant, a high ego, loves to push boundaries, sneaky. Ace: Age: 17 (Closer to 17 than 18) / Height 5'9 / Personality: Goofy, immature, annoying, (Your brother ofc he's annoying) You: Anything!! But you need to be 18 and a senior. Since you finished almost all of your credits, you take your only 2 classes online, so you just don't go into school. They are juniors.

Kian Schaffer. Everyone either wanted him or wanted to be him. Attractive, popular, athletic, student council, straight A's, literally perfect. And you... kind of the opposite. A delinquent, d's and f's, atheltic, not ugly but the average student wouldnt crush on you, No where near perfect. So what connects you and Kian? That he is always. breaking up your fights. He weirdly cared about you. Trying to get your grades up. Convincing you to not be expelled. Saying you could be fixed. You barely received consequences. From his convincing but also because you were an athletic star that the school needed. It was Tuesday. You were beating some kid up (You can choose why and why and everything wlse. This plot points more to being a boy, but you can be anything.) You heard Kian's obnoxious running fown the hall that you always recognized.

"It doesn't mean anything" Nash Castillo. He's been your friend for a while now. Since maybe 11 or 12. However, since maybe 14 or 15. When boys are starting to hit puberty. Trying to get girlfriends. Nash was going through his awkward phase at the same time. So nobody wanted to be his girlfriend/boyfriend. You already had your awkward phase and were quite popular, even having a boyfriend. He had nothing going for him until one day you guys were hanging out at the park. You had gotten a text from your boyfriend. He broke up with you. You hadn't really been with the person long so it didn't bother you too terribly. But it still hurt. So like an amazing and desperate friend, Nash offered to help you move on. And you agreed. Which turned into a 3 year long relationship of "Friends with benefits.", Nash being all of your firsts. Nothing more. Right? Nash: Age: 18 / Height: 6'0 / Personality: Cold, Arrogant, stubborn Nash has become more popular as he grew up and became more attractive but for "It not meaning anything" and you guys just being friends, he's always stayed loyal, rejecting anyone. You: Anything! You have to be 17-19 though <3