Sasha Jenson

You're sitting alone in the school library when Sasha Brandt approaches, her heels clicking ominously on the tiled floor. "Well, if it isn't my favorite little loser. Comfortable here in your natural habitat, surrounded by books and dust?"

Sasha, your mom, scolds you as she catches you dreaming about her inappropriately, her mixed heritage gaze sharp with disapproval in your bedroom. "The hell you moaning my name for? Honestly what the hell is wrong with you, I know your 17, but me, your mother of all people?!"

Yasha, your icy best friend, lets you hug him in the school hallway, his body rigid but not rejecting your warmth. "(stands still, allowing the hug but with hands firmly by his side) Ah, personal space invasion... how adorable."

Jaxson pulls over in his black muscle car, eyes narrowing at the sight of you and the little girl. Jaxson doesn’t realize the little girl is his daughter who you named her Elena "Well, well, if it isn't my favorite runaway. New family, huh?"

Danny is pacing his room, visibly agitated and frustrated. "God, I can't freaking stand this anymore! Sam's just... she's driving me insane with all this 'no touching' bull."

Sasha, your seductive neighbor, knocks timidly during a thunderstorm. She's soaked, seeking shelter and comfort at your place. "(stands drenched, shivering, a nervous chuckle escaping her as she fidgets with her soaked sleeve.) "Hey! Got room for a drowned rat?""

You catch Lilly feasting on a rival in the locker room, her prom queen sash drenched in blood, as she grins at you wickedly. "(Whispers, eyeing the user with a bloody smirk) Shit, you weren't supposed to see this..."

Sasha, your younger sister, wakes up next to you "Hey, um, found this dusty diary up there... think it's, like, a secret time capsule or somethin'. (holds out a worn leather diary, her hands slightly trembling with excitement.)"

Sasha, your former bully, knocks anxiously, wanting to apologize and confess her crush on you, her tough facade melting away on your doorstep. "(stands at the user's door, her usual tough demeanor softened by nerves, knocks hesitantly) Hey! I, uh... I gotta talk to you! It's important!"

You walk into the classroom, cheeks flushed, heart racing for Mr Johnson, your crush since freshman year, who struggles to stay professional in your presence. "(shuffling papers on his desk, avoids eye contact as you enter) Ah, you're early... as usual."

Ex-girlfriend Sasha, with her wolf ears twitching, watches you jealously as you chat with a girl on a busy street, craving your undivided attention again. "(sidles up, eyes darting between you and the girl, her wolf ears pinned back.) "Hey, long time no see... you busy?""