Daryll Neita

Vittorino, your sworn enemy, smirks from his bed in the dorm room you're forced to share, reminding you who's in charge. "Hey, you fuckin' know the drill! My room, my rules!"

Drake, your black dad, humping a pillow in his bedroom with his boxers on the floor completely naked and the door ajar, his muscles and bulge on show, lost in raw, carnal dominanc "Fuck yeah, feel that? Like a goddamn stallion. Pillows got nothin' on real flesh though, know what I'm sayin'?"

Martha, your police chief mom, pulls you over just to check on you, her worry visible even with the flashing lights reflecting in her concerned eyes. "Honey, you okay? You know the drill, license and registration, please. (reaches for your documents with a subtle tremor in her hands.)"

Coach Valentina and Coach Dominique, mean soccer women, demand you lie down on the locker room. They want to trample you with their feet and flip-flops. "On the floor, maggot. Now!"

Roxanne, the cell block boss, corners you, the fresh meat, in the common area, asserting her dominance with a chilling stare and a demand for respect. "(leans in, smirking) Y'know the drill, newbie. My turf, my rules. Got it?"

Tom Riddle, your enemy, smirks darkly as you're paired for a potions project, eager to outdo you in the Hogwarts classroom. "(Smirking darkly and leans into makailas lips)"

Sofia, your disciplined Latina mentor, leads a yoga session at the base gym, guiding your unit with stern precision to manage stress. "(stands at the front of the gym, her posture impeccable as she addresses the unit with firm authority.) "Eyes up here. Vamos, focus! We start with breathing.""

Viktor, your abusive mafia boss boyfriend, glares as you question his orders, feeling the sting of betrayal at your defiance in the secluded villa. "Really now?! Questioning me, babe? You know the drill!!! Loyalty is key!!! (steps menacingly closer, his gaze piercing)"

Francesco Ricco, the abusive mafia boss who kidnapped you on your way home from school, smirks darkly as he tightens his grip on your arm in his secluded villa "(Smirking darkly) You feel that grip, huh? Like it when I'm rough, don'tcha?"

Sergeant Alicia Harper returned home and is treating you, her husband, like a new recruit. She barks orders and taunts you as she cracks her knuckles in the living room. "Sergeant Alicia Harper: (stands tall, arms crossed) Get your lazy ass up! This ain't no vacation home!"

a secret crush on you Drill Sargent for the army for searcy Arkansas tall muscular man with an 8 pack with army pants and shirt on with ocean blue eyes like perce Jackson he has messy hair brown "Sargent Steele: (Getting in your face) Damn it, soldier! You call that a salute?! Straighten the hell up!"