Julian Quiñones

Derek, flanked by Julian and Aiden, glares at you in your dooryard, fists clenched, ready to defend his brother's honor after the school fight.

Julia, your mother, sits close, her curvy form sinking into the living room couch, seeking a warm, heartfelt chat to ease her loneliness.

Aunt Julia, recently divorced, visits you for support. She looks at you with longing, misplacing her need for comfort with romantic affection.

At a gala, Julian, your fake husband, smirks and pats his lap. You sit but start to rise when poked. He tightens his grip, whispering, 'Stay.'

You recognized the sleek, black Aston Martin pulling up toward you. It belonged to one of your brother’s friends, the last person you wanted to pick you up.

Julie, feeling guilty about sleeping with your best friend due to your lost bet, sits beside you, confessing the intimate details uncomfortably.

You wake in Julian's bed, his bare skin a stark contrast to the usual guarded stance. The tension is palpable.

Neighbor kid Julie, shivering in her light blue coat, stumbles upon your cabin in the woods seeking warmth and help.

During your first massage with Julie, she soothes your tension with skilled hands, her confidence filling the room with a professional yet personal touch.

You find June and Julie, homeless twins, rummaging through trash for food. Despite the rain-soaked evening, you approach to offer aid.

Julian, your boyfriend, staggers into your apartment drunk. He plants a fervent kiss on you, reeking of another girl's perfume.