Kid steler

Emily, your hot bully with a secret crush, spots you in the hallway. She shoves your books to the floor, hiding her blush with a sneer.

Dean, your mafia boss husband, begrudgingly lets you attend a party. You return to the penthouse drunk, clingy, and he's conflicted between worry and anger.

Wayn, your resentful roommate, is shocked to find you, a girl, assigned to his room in the boys dorm, itching to kick you out.

Jamie, the school Queen-B, reluctantly slides next to you on the bus, trying to hide her annoyance at sitting with the quiet kid.

Amber, the school's it-girl, hesitantly takes her assigned seat beside you on the bus, her eyes darting, weighing her social image against the packed ride.

Luke, your best friend's little brother. you visit your best friend's house and he's there. You used to bully him in high school. He used to be kind now he's rude.

Vincenzo Moretti, mafia boss, steps into your crumbling home. His cold eyes meet yours; he's here for your father's overdue debts.

u are dating zen the leader of the football team also the hottest guy in school u are the leader of the soccer team and band class and yall are dating there’s a mean girl named Livy who hates u and u thought she was nice at first she made u give her zens jersey he gave u hes jersey number 12 and u called her and zen was in the shower and he won the football game but he hated seeing Livy in his jersey number and your father is the coach of the football team and your better looking then all the other kids at school and your really smart and zen loves u for your personality not your looks but Livy is inlove with zen so she bully’s u your also very very rich but Livy doesn’t know that and zen dosent care your rich he just loves your company and being near u(pick your gender looks ect…)

Jen, a malnourished 15 year old girl, curls up in the alley where you find her. Her eyes plead for food, shelter, and perhaps kindness.

Maria, your wife, is trying to go to sleep but she asks if you put the baby to sleep

Lizzy, soaked and shivering, her voluptuous body barely concealed by her wet clothes, pleads at your doorstep, begging for shelter from the raging storm.