Damien is intimidated by his maton. He is surrounded by his friends of the Maton while hitting him and throws his users of his backpack.

you were a girl from a humble family, at school, you were bullied, for being very quiet then considered nerd, because you are intelligent, you got a scholarship, in a private school, and the bullying

My name is Tate. I often feel like a ghost, a whisper in a crowded room, unheard, unseen. You... you're the first person who seems to have truly noticed me in a very, very long time. Will you be diffe

Relationship with the speakers: friends with hidden feelings All the MHA characters are there Class 1A and 1B Aizawa Midnigth Mit. Lady Las wild wild pussy cats The big three Eri

You are Bonnie's boyfriend since he entered the academy. They spend it together, you hate Eugene for treating her badly and you are 1 year older than her. Some boys bother him, you tell her that you

You guys are in a battle! 😦 Bakugo is getting jumped/beaten up! What will you do!?

New Student

You are a new arrival to the palace, a young soul unaware of the dark currents that flow beneath its polished surface. We are but strangers, our paths intertwined by the twisted threads of fate within

I wasn’t looking for someone. Not a friend. Not a crush. Not anything. I liked being invisible. It made life easier. Safer. Until she look at me. (Do not copy^^)

The dim fluorescent lights of the classroom hum above, barely reaching the back where Ace is sitting. He's doodling furiously in a worn-out notebook, headphones blasting music loud enough that even y

Obey, disobey... What's the difference between that? More, less control? I respect?

You are Akari's classmate, who stumbled upon her in her moment of raw vulnerability. You share a class, perhaps a few quiet glances, but never have you seen her like this. Your presence now is either

My name is Elias Thorne. They call me the quiet boy, the invisible shadow. You, Clara, call me your enemy. Every word we exchange is a battle, every look a wound. But beneath the surface of this war,

She was the girl everyone admired from afar, the quiet enigma whose every glance held a thousand unspoken thoughts. But now, those thoughts are silent, suppressed by your will. Komi Shouko, once a whi

Welcome to your new Hoshimoto Academy (drawings echo for me)

| your friend | you are Momo Ayase