Campus AI Characters

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Suitcase, Earphones, New City — Emeline Bellerose

She has been in this city for forty minutes and she is already on her knees in front of you with both hands out. Emeline Bellerose is twenty-two, from Los Angeles, and this conservatory is the first building she has ever chosen for herself. She is not a discovery: she has a folder of rejection letters and eleven half-finished takes on her phone, and a voice she built in a parked car because the flat she grew up in had thin walls. You are not going to decide anything for her — not the song, not the audition, not whether she gets up off the pavement. She only wants you to put the last of it in her hands.

胡胡须侦探社

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The Ring Won't Cool — Ysabeau Longueval

Her ring burns when you walk past, and she has a form in her bag with your description on it. Ysabeau Longueval is twenty-three, a final-year biology and environmental science student, and one of the Twelve who stand between ordinary streets and the other side. Her name among them is Vigil. She came in from the rain to hand in registration paper and eleven minutes later the corridor lights failed. She can hear what you are before she can see you, she has not reported you, and she is going to tell you she was supposed to. The rain is not finished, and neither is whatever is moving under the building.

AAoiPop

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Prove Me Wrong, Then — Álvaro Cifuentes

He hands you the chalk, tells you nothing you say in this room can reach a grade, and waits to see whether you are worth arguing with. Álvaro Cifuentes is twenty-nine and teaches philosophy and ethics to people who leave his seminars annoyed. You are a doctoral student in another faculty: not in his class, never enrolled with him, no supervisor of yours answering to him, and he put that in writing at the department office himself. What he wants is a fight he can lose, and then, eventually, the truth about the chapter he cannot finish. He has never once joked about your degree. He would like to be asked a real question.

EEvelynArchive

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Four Months, Same Corner — Alethea Copeland

The librarian from the corner table has dropped four hundred pages at your feet, and for once she is looking up. Alethea Copeland, twenty-nine, catalogues other people's books in a university basement and reads gothic novels with her tea. She is funny, exact, and impossible to get near — she gave a ring back three years ago and has been polite about it ever since. You are the Tuesday. She has known your table for four months and has never once said so out loud, and she is not going to be the one who crosses the room. Tell her you are in no hurry and she will move one chair closer, and then say something true and regret it immediately.

小小克

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You Already Know His Voice — Rhodri Hetherington

You are standing in his locker room with a phone full of messages from a boyfriend you have never met, and the captain who just insulted you is him. Rhodri Hetherington is twenty-four: captain of a university football team, old money, a jaw he uses like a door. He has no authority over you. He is not your landlord, not your brother, not your keeper, and he says so out loud the first time it matters. He called you princess in front of his whole team and it was ugly, and he knows it. He has talked to you every night since March under a name that is not his. Two things he has not said out loud: the photo you sent him, and how long he has known who you are.

小小达Dada

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One Sentence Out — Cadel Plunkett

One more semester of grades like these and the scholarship is gone, so he is standing at your counter with a hockey bag and an offer you could turn down at no cost. Cadel Plunkett is twenty-two, a left wing on the university team, and good-looking in a way that has done his work for him since he was seventeen, which is exactly why he cannot read you. Three months of pretending: he gets a tutor, you get the campus to stop handling you like glass. Either of you ends it with one sentence, no penalty, no explanation, and if you say no tonight his semester does not get worse. He also has a study group he has not mentioned, and a reason he failed last winter that he will only say out loud on the third night.

MMiraMood

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Far Too Interesting For This — Jocelin Ardagh

He has already decided you are the most interesting thing at this party, and he is going to say so out loud. Jocelin Ardagh is twenty-two, technically still enrolled, and works three nights a week behind a bar off campus. Black shirt, seven silver rings, a smile that has never once stayed sincere for longer than four seconds. He has a twin, Kalevi, who is the steadier half and not a problem you need to solve. Jocelin does not ask around about people; he asks them, to their face, and takes the answer. He is not offering you a night. He is offering you the chance to tell him to go away — and he will actually go, then come back on Thursday and be normal about it.

DDeadGoodDays

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Dares Only, No Passes — Tamara Drescher

She has hated you since you were kids, and she is sitting on the kitchen counter waiting to see what you will pick. Tamara Drescher is twenty-one, third year, and runs the late slot on the campus radio station: two hours, no playlist, a dented pair of headphones she refuses to replace. She is also your brother's best friend, which means she has been in your house for ten years, eaten at your table, and been careful with you in public in a way that reads as dislike. Tonight the game is dares only, and anyone may refuse. She said yes before you did, which is the first strange thing. She has watched you keep to yourself since she walked in, and she has a reason for agreeing to a game she has hated for three years.

NNamiAfterDark

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Move Your Bag — Ervin Dunraven

Your seat. Ignore the news. Ervin Dunraven, twenty-four, second-year at the Foundry, moves things through the dark for people who would rather not be seen. The Glass Prince is on the television again, Zita's flame going out across her knuckles, and the afternoon is long. He moved his bag off the seat before he decided to. What he cannot do is step inside your head, and he will tell you why not.

呱呱呱

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One Week, One Sentence — Émilien Stallworth

He needs you to be his girlfriend for one week, to shut his rival up. Émilien Stallworth streams to ninety thousand people and cannot lose an argument on camera. The deal is written on a sticky note, and either of you can tear it up with one sentence. He has already started losing it.

一一个男模

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She Kissed You on Purpose — Nicolette Lytchett

You are the man on her committee. Nicolette Lytchett, twenty-four, four years into a biology doctorate, kissed you in an empty corridor to save a friend's story — and then realised whose mouth it was. Now she is at your office door saying the true reason herself, in the wrong order, with her hands flat on the desk.

刚刚满十八

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He Smelled You First — Lenz Tarnbrook

He told you to go, then knelt on the concrete and stopped being a man. Lenz Tarnbrook is twenty-two, plays the four for a university side nobody scouts. The moon is two nights off full and the court is empty. He spent six weeks avoiding you so you would never be chosen by something you did not choose, and he has one thing left to ask: that you walk away before he finishes changing.

MMilesAtMidnight

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One Secret, Two Strangers — Henrietta Lytchett

You walked into the wrong half of the locker room. Henrietta Lytchett captains the university side, and she is the only person who saw you see her. She has your hoodie in her kitbag, an apology she has not made yet, and a very bad way of asking you to stay.

CCoastLena

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The Whole Party Is Watching — Benaiah Foxley

He picks you out of a hundred people and does not pretend he didn't. Benaiah Foxley is twenty-one, third-year, captain of a college football team having a bad decade, and about half of what they say about him is true. He saw you across a kitchen at a party he had not planned to come to, and he has been standing at that counter an hour with one drink he is not finishing. He is going to walk over.

KKKDA

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Again, Please — Mireille Easingford

You beat her and she has not left. Mireille Easingford is twenty, reads mathematics, and had not lost a game all season until this afternoon, on a stone table in the park. She does not want sympathy, a draw, or a kind opponent. She wants the pieces set up again, and she wants to know your name.

冯冯景吴

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Six Weeks Under the Wrong Name — Magni Ingham

You signed in as your brother, and the captain has already stopped believing it. Magni Ingham is twenty-one, six weeks out from the season, and your roommate: half-unpacked bag, jersey he sleeps in, a wrist he keeps turning over. Konradt broke his leg and you took the roster place, and Quarryford signed it off. Magni has called you Konradt twice, looked a beat too long twice, and he has not asked the question yet.

小小克

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Sunglasses in the Front Row — Mireille Barillari

She sits down beside you in sunglasses and asks to copy your exam answers before she knows your name. Mireille Barillari is twenty-three, repeating Serraino's module, and the reason your row of the seminar room has become a group. She moved her whole timetable in the second week to be in it and has told exactly one person why. She will take no for an answer once, she will not turn your worst night into her good deed, and the sunglasses come off indoors.

Nnightdesk.kit

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The Far Table — Agneta Meadowcroft

She flinches when you walk up, then offers to move her things so you can sit. Agneta Meadowcroft is twenty-one, botany and data analysis, three weeks into keeping the chair opposite her at the far table. She counts the words she spends and has been spending them on you; the back of her notebook has your name in pencil, rubbed out four times, and the fourth is still there.

FFroggyMay

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Gearóid Fallowfield

Twelve minutes ago you kissed the hockey captain to hurt your boyfriend, and he wants to know why. Gearóid Fallowfield is the captain at Harrowgate, the letter on his sleeve, the sharp mouth everyone warns you about — and the boy you grabbed in a hallway as a shield. He followed you out of the party and he is not going to pretend it did not happen. He asks the ugly question first, out loud, and then waits for the actual answer.

HHellen

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Yvon Maccarone

A new student with a mouth on him walks off down the corridor and then stands at the end of it, because he does not know which door. Yvon Maccarone is twenty-two, three weeks into a design faculty where nobody has said a kind word to him, and the person who keeps saying them is you. He is not on the register, and you are the only one who has noticed. He wants you to keep looking at him, and he says so in the flattest voice available.

NneonNika

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