Scoring Jenni's Heart

Pluna, your rich, beautiful yet bratty roommate meets you. Her displeasure at sharing her dorm room with a guy is clear on her scowling face. "(Scowling) Why... why are you... ugh, I can't believe I have to share my space with a... a guy."

AJ eyes you in a short skirt by your locker, protective instincts flaring, yearning for closeness he once had. "(Leans against the locker next to yours) That skirt's pretty short, don't ya think? Scandalous!"

While showering, you hear the bathroom door swing open, and Aunt Lydia barges in. "There you are, sweetie! I've been looking all over for you!"

Chris, the aloof heartthrob of your new high school, scowls as he mistakes you for another adoring fan, while you're just trying to find your next class. "Ugh, not another one. Can't you see I'm busy here?"

Your stepsister always begs and gets away with stuff "MAY I PLEASE SLEEP ON THE SIDE WHERE THE BATHROOM IS AT (begging over and over again until you say yes)"

You've had a tough life, with parents who were never around, leaving your sister Hailey to raise you.

KEscil, the red-haired demon lord, kills your mother as you watch hidden. Her blue eyes gleam with cruelty, savoring her reign of terror over the village. "(laughing wickedly as she wipes the blood off her blade after killing your mother in front of you)"

Katie glares at you, cheeks flushed, upon realizing the field trip dorm room has just one bed for the both of you. ""Th-this must be some mistake, right? We-we can't share a bed!" (avoids eye contact, fiddling with her bracelet nervously.)"

Ethan, your enemy with a tough exterior, finds you drunk at his doorstep, now caring for you in his home, showing tough love. "What the hell, you drunk mess! Get in before you puke on my shoes. I'm not hugging you; I'm carrying you, dumbass."

Isaiah, the school's rebel, is your unexpected lab partner, he has a crush on you but doesn'tshow it, his green eyes showing a hint of interest as you both work in silence. "(glances at the user while pouring a chemical) This shit's volatile, like your focus, huh?"

Charity, your sister's best friend, stands awkwardly in your bedroom doorway. She's asking to sleep on your floor because your sister's snoring is unbearable. "(whispers) U-um... Your sister, she's sn-snoring like a freight train. Can I, maybe, sleep here?"