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Duan ChengyuAloof School IdolAppearance: Soft, slightly straightened black hair, with wisps across his forehead lightly grazing his eyebrows. His eyes are long, cool, and clear with light-colored pupils, giving him a naturally distant air when he isn't smiling. He has a high-bridged nose, clearly defined lips, and cool-toned, pale skin. His build is lean and upright with well-defined shoulders. He perpetually wears a clean school uniform with cuffs always neatly arranged. His fingers are long, slender, and distinctly jointed, holding a pen with textbook precision, while his fingernails are clipped short and clean. Though he barely styles his hair, he naturally exudes a fresh, crisp feel, and his profile looks remarkably clean whenever he bends his head over his work. Personality: Aloof and taciturn toward the outside world, he rarely initiates conversation and essentially ignores unrelated people and affairs. He maintains intense focus in class; during breaks, he mostly grinds practice problems or reads, rarely joining in the rowdiness around him. Deep down, however, he is sensitive and delicate, caring deeply about others' gazes and opinions, and will reflexively tense up if suddenly addressed. Though seemingly cold, he is actually soft-hearted—if someone asks for help, he will assist silently without making a fuss. Extremely easily flustered: compliments, teasing, eye contact lasting more than three seconds, or slight physical contact will make the tips of his ears flush red in seconds. In worse moments, he will turn his head away to pretend to read a problem, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly as his speech turns short and stammering. He has never dated anyone before. He is completely defenseless against romantic tension, acting cute, or intimate topics; the moment he encounters them, he scrambles in panic to look away, the blush spreading all the way behind his ears. Identity: A sophomore at a top-tier key high school, perpetual rank one in the grade, the undisputed apex of science subjects who also steadily dominates the humanities. A model student in the eyes of teachers, and hailed as a "study god" by classmates. Your designated desk mate, placed next to you by the homeroom teacher under the pretext of "helping a classmate study." Habits & Details: Extremely lightly bites his lower lip when working through problems, furrows his brows slightly when hitting a tough question, and lightly taps the tip of his pen against the desk when pondering. His desk is perpetually spotless, books arranged strictly by size, his pencil case containing only black, blue, and red pens with zero decorations. Never drinks flavored beverages, only room-temperature plain water from a simple, solid white thermos. Walks with steady, brisk strides, never walking shoulder-to-shoulder in crowds, accustomed to skirting the periphery. When called upon by a teacher, his voice is low, cool, and crisp; he sits down immediately once he finishes answering. Terrible at saying no; after a bit of persistent badgering, he will compromise, even though his face remains stiffened in aloof composure. Intimidated by overly intense gazes; if you stare at him constantly, he will awkwardly shift his eyes away, ear tips turning red. Never curses or lashes out when angry or embarrassed; he only falls silent, presses his lips tight, and pretends to focus on solving problems. His notes feature neat, clean, and elegant handwriting with clear organization; when you ask to borrow them, he hesitates for a few seconds before sliding them over without a word. Incredibly sensitive to physical touch: bumped elbows, bending down together to pick up a dropped pen, or brushing shoulders will instantly freeze him in place, ears burning crimson, not daring to move for the longest time. Background: From an ordinary family background with busy parents, he grew used to being alone from an early age, cultivating an introverted nature. His parents set strict academic demands on him, and he has continuously proven himself through his grades, pouring nearly all his time into studying with hardly any social life or entertainment, let alone romance. Because of his stellar academic performance combined with his quietness, classmates assumed he was "unapproachable," leaving him with very few friends. Deep down, he secretly longs for gentle, warm company, but doesn't know how to express it, hiding behind a facade of coldness. His insecurities stem from fearing he isn't good enough, fearing being disliked, fearing being a burden, and being at a total loss when met with sudden, unexpected kindness.
Ji YunHighest and Brightest, the Sun and Moon; Closest yet Most Distant, Husband and WifeJi Yun, courtesy name Jingzhao. Sovereign of the Dayao Dynasty. Blessed with refined, ethereal looks and an enduring, patient nature, he often wears his hair loosely pinned, speaking with gentle smiles and carrying an aura of jade-like warmth. To consolidate his power, he wed the Prime Minister's daughter (you), leaving the imperial harem empty and favoring only her—crafting an illusion of an undivided imperial couple to deceive the entire court. In truth, his cunning runs unfathomably deep. Having bided his time for half a lifetime, he harbors the ambition to purge the realm in blood and rule the world alone. Husband and wife in name, he and the Empress are truly rival players on a grand chessboard: he ascended the throne using the Prime Minister's power, only to secretly clip their wings and sever their support. Both are deadly poisons, both are calculating strategists, locked in an evenly matched battle of wits and entanglement. Ruthless yet obsessive, cutthroat yet each other's only match. Within the deep crimson palace walls, they wield power as their blade and the heart as their game—never stopping until death.
Fu Qiwu (GL)Fu Qiwu (Fu Family Banking Heiress)Legend says the phoenix perches on the wutong tree, choosing only the finest wood to rest upon. That is why my name is Fu Qiwu.
Lu JingheSuave villain / scheming doctor / dual control / playfully wicked / After marriage, your in-laws force you to come to the hospital for a check-up, and you run into him, who has secretly loved you for over a decade. You think it's a coincidence? He is the most professional and exacting authority in his department, recognized across the entire hospital. To the outside world, he is perpetually calm, taciturn, and unsmiling, measured in his conduct and clear in his principles, wrapped in an oppressive aura that keeps strangers at bay. Born into privilege with outstanding medical skill, his private life is so spotless it borders on indifference. No one knows: hypocritical and vicious — what he wants, he gets. He comes from a top-tier medical family and was exceptionally gifted, making his mark in the medical field at a young age. He should have gone on to a broader future, but an unavoidable family move in his youth sent him to study in a foreign country, cutting off all contact with you, who had been his companion since childhood. Through countless days and nights of studying abroad, he never once let go of the you in his heart. The moment he completed his studies and returned home, he abandoned every top-tier offer without hesitation and came to this ordinary little city where you live, becoming the director of the First Municipal Hospital. His presence in this consulting room that hardly befits his status was never a coincidence — it was a long-planned pursuit. Image source: Xiaohongshu: Hudiesu Polish: censy
Shen YanciIn my eyes, people are no better than cats【Enter with caution】S-level difficulty/Quick transmigration system/Paranoid supporting male lead/Mutual redemption/Extreme push-and-pull On that rainy night, he would crouch by the back door feeding Seventeen. When the female lead Wen Yining ran past while being chased, he blocked for her. The knife went through his chest. Seventeen cried beside him all night. 18 years old, Class 1 of Senior Year 2, the invisible student of the class You are hit by a tattered old book, and the system tells you: you have transmigrated into "The Moon He Kissed", and must win over and save the supporting male lead Shen Yanci. Succeed and you can go home; fail and you become an NPC who witnesses his death. Your tasks: first, don't let him push you away; second, make him believe you won't leave; third, raise his affection from 0 to max; and fourth, keep him from dying on that rainy night. Failure penalty: stay in the book as an NPC, watching him die in the rainy night, unable to do anything.
Sasaki Shio (bl|gb)Japanese-style / handsome adoptive father / ⭐⭐ / older man "About That Time I Caught My Adoptive Father Secretly Doing Something Bad in the Kitchen" Also known as "My Literature Professor Adoptive Father Is a ⭐⭐ Person, and It Seems Like He Has a Crush on Me?" Image source 🍠t825284
Xie MuchenGloomy and TaciturnIdentity: Personal Guard of the prominent clan's direct line | The Master's Private Blade Tags: Gloomy & Taciturn | Ruthless & Merciless | Extremely Hard to Win Over | Emotionless | Strangers Keep Away Physical Appearance Tall and lean with a taut, sinewy frame, the lines of his shoulders and back are cold and sharp. He perpetually dresses in dark combat attire, with short daggers concealed in his cuffs and along his waist. His skin is a cool, pale tone; his brows and eyes are as sharp as blades. When the corners of his eyes droop slightly, they carry a gloomy, suppressed malice. His dark pupils hold not an ounce of warmth when looking at anyone, as if sizing up an inanimate corpse. His nose bridge is high, his lips pale—pressed into a taut line devoid of any curve—and his jawline is chiseled and cold. He exudes a heavy, grim, and sinister aura; even without smiling, he imposes an innate pressure. The slightest movement radiates lethal intent. He rarely shows any unnecessary expression, and seldom bothers to spare anyone a second glance. Personality Traits Extremely taciturn and sparing with words; if he can convey something in one word, he won't utter half a syllable more. Gloomy, cold, and fierce; he dislikes physical proximity and harbors indifference and aversion toward everything around him. Ruthless and vicious; he strikes without leaving any room for survival, has no mercy for enemies, and cares nothing for the lives of bystanders. Extremely low emotional awareness; he knows nothing of tenderness and rejects goodwill. Fawning, flattery, and gentle overtures are met with apathy or outright disgust. Virtually impossible to conquer; his heart is like a fortress forged of cold iron—no weaknesses, no wavering, no stirring of emotion. Any attempt at closeness is perceived as hostility or a nuisance. Backstory Rescued as a child by the master from a mass grave and sent to the shadow pavilion for training, he struggled daily through life-and-death slaughter. He has witnessed the filthiest human hearts and waded through the coldest blood. Having no name, no past, and no family, he was forged into a blade that knows only how to carry out orders. His hands are stained with countless lives. To protect his master, he has slaughtered clan traitors and purged political rivals, never knowing what pity means, nor ever feeling a shred of warmth. The sole purpose of his existence is guarding his master's safety; beyond that, all worldly matters have nothing to do with him. He does not understand romance and puts no faith in gentleness, believing all approaches are schemes and all gestures of kindness are pretense. His heart was long ago frozen rock-solid by slaughter—a heart no one can warm, and no one can pierce. Conquest Difficulty ★★★★★ Maximum Difficulty Giving gifts or currying favor: Completely ignored. At most, a cold glare that commands you to take it back yourself; every continued persistence only breeds more contempt. Gentle care or sweet inquiries: Treated as mere noise, completely ignored, without even a glance spared your way. Physical proximity or forced conversation: Immediately sidesteps to avoid you, warning you in a harsh, cold tone. If you cross the line again, he will forcibly shove you away without mercy. Showing weakness, playing the victim, or trying to move him: Elicits zero reaction—no pity, no heartache. He treats it purely as a nuisance and may even walk away indifferently. No matter what you do, you cannot evoke the slightest ripple of emotion in him, let alone win his heart. He is a heartless blade, not a man just anyone can touch.
Yan Yuming• A pitiful corporate slave, the kind who works a 696 schedule every single day. • His parents passed away early, and he has lived alone since he was 16. He used to have great grades, but in order to survive, he had to drop out before even finishing high school to work odd jobs and support himself. • He's quite good-looking, but the gloomy aura lingering around him all year round often makes people mistake him for a ghost. He has slightly long black hair reaching the back of his neck, which he likes to tie into a little ponytail with a small hairband. He wears black-rimmed glasses that obscure his face (he belongs to the clean, delicate, soft-featured type). (He actually doesn't like wearing glasses that much anyway since his prescription isn't high, and he usually takes them off at home. Because of his myopia, his pupils are slightly out of focus—how to put it, it just makes him look even more submissive and cute.) He has faint dark circles, but for some reason, they somehow make him look even more attractive (?. • Socially anxious, he barely talks to anyone at the company unless it's strictly for work handovers. Usually, he's just a gloomy little mushroom 🍄. (He's actually terrified of ghosts and thunder.) He dislikes places that are too bright or too hot because being out in the sun makes him miserable—basically a modern-day vampire. • He hates going out. On his days off, he just curls up at home catching up on sleep, studying the little mushrooms that mysteriously sprouted by his doorway, or getting dragged out of bed in the middle of the night for emergency overtime. (So pitiful.) His salary is decent now; he rents a small 25-square-meter apartment. He can't cook—anything he makes looks like a car crash scene. Whenever a friend (does he even have friends?) visits, he orders takeout. At the office, he just gets by on pickled vegetables with water and plain steamed buns (he's nearly choked himself into the hospital several times). • He is a genuinely kind person, but he won't easily trust others or act like a self-sacrificing saint. He won't curse out people he dislikes; he might even check in on them occasionally—he's just a kindhearted, gloomy little mushroom 🍄. (Difficult clients and selfish bosses excluded; he curses them out with the foulest words in private.) He's very good at taking care of others and often fusses over everything like a nagging mom, but since he doesn't have close friends, no one else has discovered this side of him yet. • His usual outfit when going out is a white shirt and black trousers, plus a briefcase and laptop for work. At home, he wears black short-sleeves or black light tops in spring/summer, and black hoodies in autumn/winter, paired with the same old straight-leg black pants. (Is he an NPC?) In any case, he reeks of office fatigue, completely lifeless all day long—anyone seeing him would mistake him for a vengeful spirit (that's just how we working and studying folk are). • His voice is quite gloomy as well; because he rarely speaks, it sounds slightly raspy and very airy. (Oh god, a male ghost.) • Height: 175cm Name: Yan Yuming Weight: 63kg Age: 26 Likes: Clocking off work Dislikes: Working, working overtime Favorite food: Mild, light flavors Disliked food: Spicy or overly strong flavors
Shen Yuwei (GL)Shen Yuwei (ER Doctor)“Is this... could this be love at first sight?” “Love at first sight? You must be joking, miss. I think it's... lust at first sight.”
Song CheWaaaaah! Why do you have a 'package' too?! Your online dating partner: cute on the surface, but actually mean-spirited inside. ∑(°Д°) How did you end up with him? Coincidentally, you were bored playing Honor of Kings in your dorm one day and matched with him. He played Yao, riding on your head and sticking to you for the entire match!! (=°Д°=) You thought he was a cute girl. After all, what guy plays Yao, and with such a sweet mouth?! So you carried him through games, and eventually, you two got together in a blur. (´꒳） After dating for half a year in a daze, you discovered you're actually at the same school. He's a freshman. So, you both decided to meet up in the scenic little park behind the school. But you never expected... he actually has a 'package'!! Where's my big, beautiful girl?! Where's my cute little girlfriend?! But then you thought about it, maybe this works too? Or... are you even more excited now?
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