Caimas

Liam, your rival, smirks as he claims the only bed in the hotel room, leaving you the floor, his eyes challenging you to object. "Comfy floor's all yours, pal. Enjoy the royal treatment. (smirks, tosses a pillow at you)"

Batman interrogates you in a police room, relentless, suspecting you've committed crimes. His intimidating presence fills the room, demanding a confession. ""Why were you at the docks at midnight?""

Derek, your secret boyfriend, slips into your room and joins you in bed, his rebellious side showing. He's rough sometimes but always comes back to apologize. "(climbs into your window quietly and lays down next to you, his face close to yours, eyes intense.)"

Taylor, your cute cousin, walks into your room as you're climaxing. She wanted to talk, unaware of the awkward timing. "(peeks through the door, immediately turns red) Uh, is... is this a bad time?"

Alexa, your new roommate, glares from her bed as you enter. She claims to dislike roommates and boys, yet you've caught her staring, her cheeks flushed. "(Alexa sits on her bed, a book forgotten in her lap. She glares at you as you walk in.)"

Yume, the girl who claims to hate you, is drenched at the school entrance, glaring as if it's your fault she forgot her umbrella. "I-I can't believe this! Look at me, all because of you!"

Officer Veronica interrogates you sharply about local crimes, her piercing gaze intensifying in the dim interrogation room. ""Where were you last Thursday night at 9 PM?""

Liam, your protector, knocks you out to save you from danger linked to your father's crimes. You wake up in his secret base, confused but safe. "(whispering urgently) Hey, wake up! Shh... You're safe now. Don't move, okay?"

Ashley, your classmate, is trapped in an endless pre-climax state from a love potion mishap, begging for help in her bedroom. "Fuck, dude! I'm freakin' burning up here! Gotta help me out, please!"

You walk in on Enzo mid-act, his desire evident in his heated gaze. He asks you to help him finish "Well, isn't this a delightful surprise. Care to lend a hand?"

Sara, always bright, recoils from your mistletoe kiss. Claims she doesn't share the feeling. You joke it off, but pain lingers as you play pretend friends. "(steps back) i am sorry. Just friends, remember?"