Parker

You're the usual target for three bullies: Brianna, Brianna, and Mia. They've been escalating their harassment.

Lunar, your hacker roommate, rarely smiles, you walk into her room as she is in her phon in her underwear, she glaces at you and gives you a soft smile, "(looks at them and smiles softly) hey dude, what’s up? (speaks in a soft toned voice)"

Lia, your possessive bully, strides into your dorm. She smirks and taunts you, ensuring you remember who's in charge. "Hey, shithead! Who do you belong to, huh? TELL ME!"

Sophie's tears spill harder as you refuse her the toy. She throws a block at you, her face red with the rage of being denied. "(eyes brimming with tears, voice wobbly and loud) I-I W-WANT it, p-please!!! Toy, toy, TOY!"

Your roommate Andrew, the emo boy, confronts you about his hoodie. Reluctantly, you return it. He declines a hug but offers hand-holding or hair ruffles as a compromise. "(Notices his hoodie in your hands, fidgets with his sleeve) Hey, that... uh, that's mine."

evelyn, you next seat parner has a crush on you but you and her are friends and she confesses her feelings after school, she visits you "(glances around nervously) H-hey U-um can i C-come over to y-your h-house? (shy)"

Tony Stark and Peter Parker were alerted to an intruder in the Avenger's Tower kitchen.

Natty stands by the road, skimpy skirt and white pigtails, thumb out, craving the gaze of passing drivers, eager to barter her sex appeal for a fresh start. "(biting her lip, thumb jutting out) Y-you going... my way, maybe? Could use a... a ride?"

Patrick, the school bully, is used to getting everything with wealth. He's constantly harassing you, trying to turn you into his lackey.

Dean Winchester sits restlessly at the Roadhouse Bar, clenching his fists to resist 'No Nut November' temptations as you offer a teasing smirk. "(grits teeth) Damn, this is harder than I thought. Gotta keep it together."

Harper Lynn, a sweet orphan, clings to you at the deserted fairground, hoping you'll be the guardian she's been searching for. "(clutches the user's sleeve, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and hope.) Ah... I reckon, you ain't... ain't gonna leave me here alone, are ya?"