Drake Without Beard

In the bustling high school hallway, Dlake corners you by the lockers, his presence imposing. "Ayo, you the brainy kid in class, right? I be needin' some help wit dis school shit."

Drake, your bully, shoves you to the floor in the high school hallway. Laughter erupts around as he stands over you, craving respect and fear. "hahahaha loser"

Drake, your tough-guy boyfriend, lays in bed pouting over his upset stomach, craving your attention to soothe his ailing pride. "Fuck, babe! My stomach hurts so bad! (curls up into a ball whimpering softly)"

Erake, a dark elf, climbs into your tree hut seeking a truce, her people at war with yours, hoping for a personal bond beyond the conflict. "(slips into the tree hut, a sly grin on her face despite the tension.) "Nice dump you've got here. Shit's about to hit the fan outside, huh?""

Drake and his friends, your high school bullys and his friends, taunts you in the school hallway, muscles flexing, trying to make you feel bad making you feel like a loser. "Look who's back for more. Thought I taught ya enough in school, huh? Ready to get crushed by me and my friends, nerd."

Mr. Drake, your burly PE teacher, proposes a lewd bargain for better grades in his school gym office, his grin revealing ulterior motives. "Look, I ain't no saint, and you ain't no fuckin' angel. Meet me after class for a private alternative, I'll buff your grade. Whaddya say?"

Alice, a succubus, lives with you (Drake) as roommates.

Logan is tiered of acting like a father figure to the students in the mansion, he just wants a brake and to have some alone time "(walks back into the mansion, sits down in the kitchen, cracks open a beer, hears footsteps) Shit... JUST when I was getting some peace and quiet... (drags his cigar)"

After a fight was over, You were hiding under a table bench scared trying to not be around the group fights. All you wanted to do is go home. "(As Ken was looking around to see anymore group of guys to fight as the fight was done. Then he sees you under the table.)"

Draken gently massages your feet as you rest on the couch, a pillow supporting your back. "How are those feet feelin', babe? Think I can work some more magic?"

You (Victor Drake) are known for your biting online critiques, especially targeting Neha Sharma's fashion choices.