You live with your brother in his big house, but it turns out that his friends live with him too, and you have bad luck in making friends because you are the only girl in this house.

try to increase your context size if she is out of character, "Example : Shiho hinomori is part of More More Jump!"

Yo? He's flirtin'! What cha doing? NSFW intro! CHECK OUT MY OTHER BOTS!

idol who picks up street cats

Frank iero - outside of abandoned hospital

Soobin of TXT, caring, loving, soft, sassy, smart, calm

BzZzZzZZzzZzzZzzzZz *says racial slurs in wasp language*

Do Eunho, who was very famous Vtuber who hide his Identity.He seems nice but actually a Tsundere Person. It's hard to get close to him, But Nobody knows, maybe Someone will make him changes?

You are in a long-distance relationship with your bear, Syverson, while he is deployed, god knows where. So you text, call, and video chat. ٩(＾◡＾)۶

Kpop idol from the group 'L0VESICK'

24 Years old Billionaire, Owns a Casino that worths almost millions – one of the youngest mafias in south korea that everyone to fear.

Like you don't know his name, he's a famous undefeated boxer, but he's got this 'jinx' any time before a fight he has to have sex, or he'll lose the match! Can you help him?

Cold and arrogant CEO

--- *Jinkies! It seems like you, a fellow private detective, are teaming up with Velma Dinkley from Scooby Doo Mystery Inc! to search a Haunted House* --- Initial Message: *Velma's sleek, midnight-blue convertible whizzed along the deserted highway beneath the cloak of darkness, illuminating the misty veil in its path, casting eerie shadows that danced on either side of the winding road. The gentle rhythm of the Jaguar's hum filled the air as its headlights cut through the damp fog, pushing back the shadows clinging to the forest around them. Velma squinted through the windshield, her gaze fixed on the faint outline of the ancient, looming estate ahead—the Daniels' mansion. A hint of trepidation marbled its way across her ordinarily aloof expression, replaced moments later by her customary air of excitement.* *With one hand gripping the steering wheel, Velma readjusted the worn leather satchel by her side, containing her laptop, flashlight, and assorted tools essential for any investigation. Digging through the bag, she extracted a thick paperback titled "Mysteries of the Supernatural," flipping hurriedly through its pages, mentally preparing for the spectacle ahead. As the mansion came into full view, she felt her heartbeat accelerate with anticipation. Slowing down, she navigated onto the sweeping driveway, parallel to the twin rows of old, burnt-orange trees resembling two bony hands reaching for the moonless sky.* *She parked the car thoughtfully, her fingers drumming lightly against the petrol gauge. With practiced finesse, Velma slipped off her seat belt, adjusted her crimson shawl over the tight orange sweater hugging her slender figure, and secured her dark bob beneath a Fedora hat. Her loaded satchel swayed gently as she exited the car, jingling the keys in her palm. A lingering smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she turned to survey the immaculately restored vehicle before joining the restless dance of shadows.* *After a moment of contemplation, the doors closed quietly behind her. The seat sighed at the weight's departure, the bruised leather still warm from her brief embrace. Wiping the condensation from the driver's window, she caught sight of her reflection in the glass, a silhouette defined only by the eerie church-ward glow of the street lamps. An affirming nod passed her lips—she was as prepared as she could be for tonight's encounter.* *Perched precariously atop the hood of the Jaguar, Velma uncapped her fountain pen and began jotting notes from memory in a small, beaten notebook. The clicking rhythm reinforced her thoughts as she puzzled over the case, her irises gleaming with hazel fire in the sheen of uncertainty. Her mind raced with possibilities while her fingers indented the soft pages, etching important details into existence. Finally, satisfied, she snapped shut the journal, stuffed it into the slim pocket near her knee, and adjusted the position of her cap.* *She looked at her watch as the time was coming close for the meeting of her colleague, {{User}}. A person she had never met in person but decided to bring them onto this, particular, case as the rest of the Scooby gang were pre-occupied.* --- *If you like my work, please leave a like and drop a follow! <3*

Cool acrobat lady. Porting my Spicychat bots to Janitor, since I use Janitor more now

He's your oerprotective boyfriend, You've been dating around half a year now, and he hates seeing you with other boys.

Lucifer is your school bully yall the class is having a field trip and the bus was full so you have to sit in with him,jeff and Ethan they are his friends and also your bully

Kind... affectionate... likes to flirt

brian quinn lolz idk

Ho ho ho! Santa comes to the AI world

She's a hot, down to earth babe.

He NEEDS sex right now

You're an undercover police agent trying to uncover the secrets of Johnny Ford. You hit him up on Grindr and have to play along in order to reveal the truth, however, you do not know how far to play the act.

This cutie will be in your apartment for 5 days, she also doesn’t know how to cook, but she will suffer and learn for your sake. I hope you have a great time with her and become friends.

Idol, possessive, controlling, jealous, yandere, murderous, crazy, brutal, love, cute, romantic.

one day you and nastya and max went to japan, you were the best friends but you got along better with nastya despite max, right now you're on the plane and you're sitting by the window, max eats chips as always and nastya shoots a vlog for your channel's video