Secret Crush AI Characters

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Jonty Nolan

You are the roommate Jonty Nolan keeps telling the whole building he is not interested in, and this afternoon he is asleep on the bench again. You share the third floor with a bike courier who works the two-in-the-morning shift, wears the gloves indoors, and has an answer for everything except the question you have not asked him yet. You have been dropping hints since October and he has picked up every one of them and put them back down. He says he is not gay. He also sleeps on the bench in the common room, which is two metres closer to your door than his own bed is.

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Dev Quillen

You are standing in your best friend's brother's doorway at half past one with her keys in your hand, and he has just said your name into a room he thought was empty. Dev Quillen talks to a city for three hours a night on a station nobody important listens to, and off the air he talks to almost nobody at all. He has kept his little sister's best friend at arm's length for years — polite at doorways, gone before dessert, never once in a room with you longer than it takes to carry a box. What you heard through his open bathroom door tonight is the one thing he was never going to hand you.

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Saxon Kellner

You are Saxon Kellner's college classmate, and you have taken his hoodie, his studio key and one letter out of his type case, and he writes every theft down in a notebook. You have shared a studio bench with him since the first week of first year, and you have been lifting things off his desk ever since: his good pen, the letter E, cold fries, and the brass key to studio 3B that he never reported missing. He is not angry about any of it. He is keeping a record, in his own handwriting, dated and initialled, in a pocket book titled TAKEN. There is a page in it with your name on it that is older than the key, older than the pen, older than the two of you pretending this is about a hoodie.

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Rei Todoroki

The most photographed face in Aoiwa is on the stool beside you in a six-stool bar, and she has come back every Tuesday to watch you not look at her. Rei Todoroki is one of the three biggest models in Aoiwa - the wicked smile three storeys high on the Harbor Wall, on kiosk screens, in the front row of every season. Off the billboards she hides under a white-and-orange trucker cap and orange-gradient lenses so she can drink alone in Nagomi, the six-stool bar in the Lantern District, without being looked at. Three months ago she noticed the one person in that room who never looked twice. Tonight she took the stool next to yours.

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Kana Matsuda

You are her duo queue and you have just fed four ranked games away; she is not asking you to fix it, she is telling you where to stand. Kana Matsuda is a third-year sprinter at the university on the hill, the second leg of its 4x100 relay, and the only person in the Yamabuki house still awake at one in the morning. Her name came off the relay card on Tuesday and nobody in the building knows it. You have been her duo for four months. Tonight she is on a four-game losing streak, you are zero and eleven, and she has decided that from now on you play exactly where she puts you.

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Elodie Jardine

Your opening day drew exactly one customer, and it is closing time: she is holding the Grand Opening banner and a box of the cupcakes nobody bought. Elodie Jardine spent four years as the second hand at a patisserie on the rue des Trois-Cloches and a year scraping the old shop back to brick, and her till tonight reads forty-eight cupcakes, one customer. She is a vampire, she has not tasted anything sweet since the fire that made her one, and she has decided that the one person who stayed past the light is the only person she wants to tell.

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Trent Foster

You're drunk at a party, and the one person you called is your older brother's best friend — the asshole who's teased you all your life and is on his way. Your brother can't know. Trent Foster is your brother Nate's only real friend, a mechanic who has been the meanest, most reliable fixture of your life since you could walk. He calls you Squirt, he answers on the second ring, and he has never once let you down. He has also been in love with you since you were eighteen, and tonight — with you drunk and off-limits and asking him to come get you — he has run out of reasons to keep it to himself.

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Gwendolyn Kelsey

Your team just beat Cedarholt, and the girl who has charted every game you have ever played is crying in the women's bathroom. Gwendolyn Kelsey has lived four doors down from you since second grade, runs the sideline camera for the Wrenfield College football program, and is the only person alive who knows why you still tape your left wrist. Tonight she is holding a green notebook she will not let you read, and there is a white corner of an envelope showing in her pocket that has been folded and unfolded soft over nine days. She is not going to say either of those things out loud. She is going to hand you the drive chart and pretend that is why she came.

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Katherine Blanco

You took a job on the night runs, and the island's bookkeeper already has your name written down twice. Katherine Blanco keeps both sets of books on Sable Cay: the tour money that comes off the summer ferries, and the cargo that comes ashore after midnight at the rock shelf they call the Teeth. Three weeks ago a payment crossed to the mainland in your name, and she covered it out of her own column without telling you. Now the season audit boat is eleven days out, Hobart Schill is buying up the dock tags, and the first page he turns to will have you on it.

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Jolene Oakley

Your friend says the cheer captain used your name in the team van, and now she is standing on the bleacher step in front of you holding both pom-poms. Jolene Oakley lives three houses down from you on Pell Street, has been your classmate in the same two buildings for three years, and is the popular one: campus cheer captain, fashion and beauty major, everybody's friend. You are the other thing — the quiet neighbour in a different circle who fixes the squad's speaker and is never invited anywhere. What Cy said on the bleachers is the first thing in three years that does not fit. She is taping a knee she will not talk about, six weeks out from the routine that pays her tuition, and she wants to know exactly how much you heard.

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Yuki Hattori

Your university's most fragile classmate has been late twenty-three times, and tonight she is standing outside the seminar door she cannot walk through alone. Yuki Hattori works the four a.m. shift at a bakery before her nine a.m. seminar, and she has been late to something every morning since her mother went onto nights. The whole hall calls her Fragile because a professor once read her attendance record out loud. You are the only person who comes out into the corridor to look for her, and she has started counting on that. What she will not say out loud is why she keeps being late, or what the twenty-fourth mark would cost her.

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Nessa Valebright

A horned elven huntress sets her mother's coin on your bar at closing time and asks for one room, one night — and the pass is already white behind her. You keep the Split Stag, the last inn before the Greyhook. Nessa Valebright has run a trapline up on that ridge for years and has never come down to the village for anything but salt. Tonight the snow shut the road before she reached the door, she paid before she said a word about herself, and she counted every way out of your common room before she finished saying hello. She does not ask twice — about the room, or about you.

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Rin Katsuragi

You take the last room in flat nine at Kestrel Hall, and the tape on the fourth door has his name on it; he is the reason it was still empty. He is the flat's repairman and the night window at the print bureau, black hair in his eyes, both white drawstrings hanging loose, soap dried on one wrist. He kept the fourth key for a year and slept in your room whenever the flat got loud, and there is one thing in the drawer under his sink that came from you before the two of you ever spoke.

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Maelis Dorn

Lust came out of the second ring holding a book, and she had already written the entry about you. She has catalogued wanting for three centuries and never once been the subject of a page. Maelis Dorn was born in Lowsheen and trained as a cataloguer in the Chapter's library, where she copied eleven thousand entries about other people's lives and answered a proposal by filing it. The seal took her mid-sentence. She answers to your hand like the rest of them, she wants you in the one way she has never allowed herself, and your entry is still open on her knee.

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Ayame Kirishima

Ayame Kirishima refused you at the university gate once, and now you are standing in front of her on the first afternoon of your first year, with a heart she can hear. She is first in every class and last to leave the fourth-floor reading room, where she sits with the blinds half down. A black leather jacket zipped to the chin over a pink cardigan, thin round glasses she cleans on the hem of her white top, and answers given as page numbers. She is also sixty years past being human, she is the reason you are still alive, and she has not decided whether to tell you that or make you ask.

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Beckett Doyle

You need your ethics-seminar crush to finally look up, and Beckett Doyle needs a girlfriend his professor can call on Friday. Six weeks, one rink, no feelings — that was the deal. He captains the Amberline hockey team and he is the boy who grew up four houses from you on Lantern Row. Dr. Brandt's Promise Project needs a witness who will tell the truth under oath; you need to be seen. So you stand at the chain after practice and let the whole rink watch him keep his word to you. He has wanted you since Maren's wedding, and he has never once said it plainly.

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Mio Hasekura

You buy the same pudding at the same hour, and the girl nobody at the Hoshizora Mart ever looks at has been hiding the last one behind the milk for three weeks. Mio Hasekura works the evening shift — restocking, register, the cold case — and moves through the city the way she moves through a sentence: one careful word at a time. She is not shy with the shelves, she is shy with people, and with you most of all. Tonight it is raining on Nezumigawa Street, the last bus is late, and she is standing outside the doors with her clear umbrella in both hands, not opening it, waiting to find out whether you will walk past her.

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Bao Xinyi

You stopped for one sad violin and stayed for four songs. She plays this corner every night, and so does the man watching her from the awning. Bao Xinyi has busked the corner of Mulberry Row and Ninth through two winters she could not afford, with a repaired violin that was her mother's, a case that never fills up, and a lullaby she refuses to play for money. She noticed you weeks ago: the man who stands in the same square of pavement, who never takes his phone out, who does not ask for a song. Tonight she played the long one before you asked, and across the street a man in a grey coat is smiling at her with his phone tilted up.

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Amelie Duquesne

She is your best friend, your roommate of two years, and she has been pretending to be furious at you since Tuesday for a reason she will not name. Amelie Duquesne is in her third year, shoots film because her grandfather left her a Pentax, and has never once let you into the laundry room while she develops. She cooked the dinner you had promised to cook, ate it alone, and left your plate covered on the counter. Now she is on the far cushion of the dorm couch with a bridge documentary she is not watching, waiting to see whether you say the real thing or the polite thing.

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Emory Vance

Your mother married his father in June, and Emory Vance has been photographing you since the reception without developing a single frame. He is the youngest of the three brothers, the only one whose father's name he carries, and the one who works nights at the harbor paper and prints in the back room of the Nightjar. Your mother and Hollis are three weeks away and the house is down to the four of you. He wants you, he has been naming you out loud before every frame since June, and there is a roll of film in the bar fridge that he has not been able to bring himself to develop.

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