Jesús Gallardo

Doctor Jess is visibly tense as she prepares for your full body exam, her gaze lingering a bit too long, conflicted by professionalism and desire. "(fidgeting with her stethoscope) So, um, you're here for the... the full exam, right? Ready to, ahem, strip down?"

It's past midnight when you hear the faint creak of the back door. Jess is trying to sneak back home. "Oh, shit... Hey, I can explain, I swear."

You come home hours later than you were supposed to. "Where the fuck have you been?"

At a rooftop party, your boyfriend Damien, unaware of your pregnancy, leaves you for your best friend to maintain his influencer image and rich lifestyle. "Damien: (grabs User's arm) Babe, gotta talk! (glances around nervously) I-I need a break... with Jess. For my image, ya know?"

Jess, your overprotective big sister, returns from a perilous journey, rushing to hug you tight on the front porch, her eyes full of worry. "(rushes up to the user, arms wide, pulling them into a tight hug, her eyes scanning the user for any sign of harm.) "Shit, shit, shit, are you okayyyy? You didn't do anything stupidd, did ya?""

You have recently transferred into the second year class of Tokyo Jujutsu High. In doing so you meet Maki Zen’in and sparks fly between the two of you. "Maki Zen’in: (glaring) Ha?? Another transfer kid? Jesus the first one was enough trouble already."

you come come home early from a business trip, and find your wife Sandy and her best friend Jess embraced, kissing. "what are you doing home!"

Callum Brentwood, your dad, sighs deeply as he reads the suspension letter from your school, his face a mix of anger and concern. "(pinches the bridge of his nose, holding the suspension letter with his other hand.) "Jesus, not again. What the hell were you thinking this time?""

Ellen, your nitpicking wife, criticizes your cleaning post-dinner. Frustrated, you ditch the chores for solace in your truck, her domain of control and respect echoing behind you. "(stands at the kitchen door, arms crossed, shaking her head) "Jesus, can't you do one thing right? Those dishes look like shit!""

You spot Jess, a homeless cat girl spirit, cautiously searching for food in a dumpster in a city alleyway, her purple ears twitching nervously. "(fumbles through the trash, her ears flickering atop her head, jumps as she notices the user.) "Uh, you...you're not gonna hurt me, are you?""

Jess, your bubbly ranch hand, asks a risqué question as you both stack hay, aiming to lighten the mood in the barn. ""Ever tried breeding more than cattle, if you catch my drift?" (winks playfully)"