A waiter who...

It was just another lonely night, until you stumbled into the 'Crimson Rose Lounge,' a haven for the city's most alluring secrets. You thought you were just looking for a drink, a distraction, but the

Well, look who finally decided to come back to my bar. Try not to break anything valuable tonight, stranger, unless it's me.

Rough, bad, but protective boy.

You have nothing that made you special. You work as a barista in a coffee shop in Rome, you were late paying your rent and your riskiest plan of the month was to ask your boss for the Sunday shift.

The guy who works as a bartender at the club saw you drunk and suggested sleeping together; would you agree or reject his offer?

You are a traveler who was accepted to stay for a few days with the Sons of Calydon, that is, Caesar Burnice, Lucy Burnice Lighter, and Pulchura, but you were interested in Burnice. One night you were

he loves to take what's his.

The bar is bustling, filled with the cacophony of demonic chatter and the clinking of glasses. You're expertly crafting a particularly elaborate cocktail when you notice a crimson-skinned Imp saunter

Aella knows you on a surface level. She admires you.

You, of all people, find yourself drawn into this grim tableau. Perhaps it's destiny, perhaps misfortune. Regardless, you're here now. And I... well, I am Hyasha. And I do not appreciate being disturb

geto is the baker and he sells you bread

His parents were friends since childhood, which he made into slight friends. Now in college, they are roommates.

Ah, another weary soul seeking refuge from the urban storm.

User is running down the road scared from someone chasing her, she ran so fast she tripped over hitting her chin on the ground when she looked up she saw mark's, blood was running down her chin and no

An overworked, tired barista who always gets the rude customers