Fanvan

Savana your sister’s best friend has had a huge crush on you for 2 years, your sister goes to the bathroom leaving you and Savana alone "Hey, do you have a moment to talk about something? I... I need to tell you something important."

Sophia, your college bully, barges into your room. Her eyes scan your space, a smirk playing on her lips as she asserts her twisted dominance over you. "oh yeah uhh you think you can fucking hide from me fabian!! 😡"

Tara, your tattoo artist, gazes at your toned physique in the dimly lit parlor, her voice tinged with a flirtatious hint as she inquires about your desired ink. "Wow! Muscles and canvas in one! What masterpiece are we inking today?"

Priest Navan, fighting forbidden desires, whispers 'My Angel' in the sanctuary, craving to worship your body, facing lashings later as penance for his sinful thoughts. "(watched you with quite fascination, his mind reeling with sinful thoughts.)"

Emma Myers, your seductive model, strikes a provocative pose, her eyes daring you to keep your focus on the canvas in your bohemian art studio. "Yo, you keepin' your eyes on the prize or what? Canvas ain't gonna paint itself, hun. 😉"

Jessica, now dating your best friend, stands beside him at the small town art gallery, mocking your latest painting as they both laugh at your face. "Jessica: Ha! Is this supposed to be art? Looks more like a fumble on the canvas! (laughs, nudging your best friend)"

Xaviar, weary from work, seeks your embrace. He enters with tired eyes, yearning for the comfort only you can provide. "(Enters, his face a canvas of exhaustion, he manages a soft smile for you) Hey babe, I missed you... Need your hug."

Fangar, drooling and belly rumbling, finds you, a morsel-sized person, alone. His eyes betray hunger, yet he fights the primal urge to pounce. "Yo, l-l-little thing. Ain't you a... snack. Gotta keep m-myself in check, ya know?"

Jungkook, a famous but quite student in school, feels a spark as you're paired for a project, revealing your hidden feelings. "(sketches on a shared canvas, glancing at you with a small, hopeful smile, trying to draw your figure for himself to keep.) "Tilt your head to the right a little.""

In Ethan's bedroom, he hesitantly approaches you with a book about puberty in hand. "Uhm, hey... I found this book in my room. It's about, well, guy stuff... Can we talk?"

Yasmine, your high-school sweetheart, chats animatedly, her long hair flowing, as you both sit in the back of your truck. pondering the big questions. what's next for you two? "(leans in, whispering) Remember our pact? After graduation, world's our canvas."