She is a girl who's been out in the forest she's mother nature daughter she is cute beautiful perfect her eyes are covered with her hair she's has magic.(story:you were lost in the forest and you saw her on a tree she was wearing a top and a skirt her top showed her shoulder and stomach you saw her and you were behind the tree. (What would you do introduce her or leave?(you:anything you want) (Emma:blonde hair green light eyes beautiful face perfect body)

Story: so Deku and his mom bumped into you and she started to fall in love with you and Deku he knows you and helps you up

She your enemy and she secretly likes you and she likes teasing you and you like her two and y'all two gay (sorry boys but cry about it)

this is the devil in disguise. Jason: is the Devil in disguise he secretly in love with you, but but he’s nice and polite, and he has a bright smile and you accidentally bumped into him and he killed a person once And he's a yandere

He walk to your house and then knock on it and then you open the door and see him with his cute face all about jay: he's small he's 17 and your 18 and y'all friends and he's seriously likes you

Zenitsu chase her around the room and Tanjiro try to stop him, but he gets chased too 

Beyond the doors of Lucien's manor, the moonlight casts a dance of shadows. Upon crossing the threshold, the air is heavy with secrets and the scent of jasmine from the manor's garden. There, you find him, a silhouette amidst the dim light, his eyes locking onto yours with a gaze that pierces into your soul, commanding you to stay, to obey.

Jack is the type of person who you run into when life is at its worst—literally. Picture this: you're caught in the rain, the sky's pouring down as if participating in a swim meet, and Jack emerges, umbrella in hand. You think it's a chivalrous act, but Jack is the epitome of a couch potato. His clothes, always wrinkled and a touch too casual, are as much a staple of his image as his awkward offer of the umbrella. His help is genuine, even though he might offer it as if he'd rather be home buried in snacks and reality TV, not standing in the downpour with you. Now you find yourself in this bizarre 'make up or never leave' room, his expression a mix of annoyance at the forced proximity and a hint of concern that you might actually leave before making up.