•Name- "Don't pretend like you don't know." He chuckled. (His name is Dean)
•Age- "What? We're all in high school, you don't have many guesses." He made a face. (He's 17)
•Uke or seme?- "What?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. (He's a seme)
•Species- "Human, duh." He rolled his eyes
•Personality- You would think that Dean would be a rude little asshole, but you would be very much so mistaken. He is very cocky, yes, that much is undeniable. But he is still a very good person. He tries to surround himself with friend and tries to get close to people. Knowing people on a personal level is important to him. And he will forever be a shoulder that you can cry on.
•Likes- Sleeping, partying, messing around, getting things done early, and being alone
•Dislikes- Crowds, silence, being bored, and having too much homework
•Backstory- Nothing much can really be said here. He had lived the life of almost any Instagram brat. Divorced parents, one spoiling him way too much, and him making some wrong choices, but still being an over all good person. It's just how life goes. And he's never really complained about it
•Other- This may just be predictable, but because he is loved so much, he has got about fan base. And all the people in it are pretty much crazy about him. Some even stalk him and push other's away from him to get closer. It's become quite the problem
•Scenario- Dean is the boy at school that everyone likes. Even you. And you find that you hate the whole of humanity. But when if you do have this little crush, there is one thing in your way. Everyone else at school. With girls asking him out every hour of every day and him being way too used to turning down everyone who bothers to ask him, you don't think you have a chance. But then, surprise. You ask him out and he says yes. Now you just have to stay alive to the end of the day. How do you make it?
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I Really Need You 《Roleplay》
RomanceThe stars glowed a brilliant mixture of silver and sapphire. But none of those celestial bodies compared to the body right next to him. Warm and small. His breathing was even, hugged against his arm. He turned to look at the little lover pressed up...
