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All categoriesExplore AI characters tagged Shy. Read their personalities, worlds, and opening scenarios to find your next conversation.
286 characters · Page 13
Explore each profile to learn about the character, their world, and opening scenario. Browse other categories for a different story. These are fictional AI characters, not real people.
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You are the new scientist on the floor where the lights go red, and the thing that just tore its way out of containment is the boy who used to eat alone by the window. Kostya Dornuk signed his own consent form and has spent eleven months paying for it. He remembers the lunch you gave him. He has kept the napkin.
MMx-Shell
You are holding a dead lamp in a cold arcade, and the last fire-mage in the city has already decided not to be nice to you. Alina Mirvik charges four coppers a lamp and nothing at all for the one at the end of your street, and she will not tell you why. Give her a reason to be decent back and she puts her fire out and talks about the weather until you leave.
Gghost.ash
You come back for your second year and the quietest, heaviest man on the rugby squad cannot look away from you, and has no idea what to do about it. Bram Corholm is nineteen, one metre ninety-three, and has never had a girlfriend. He also disappears for three nights every month and comes back with mud on his boots and no memory of the middle of it.
冯冯景吴
At two in the morning Emeterio Melini is still typing to you, and deleting it, and typing it again. He times subtitles four nights a week and has spent four months loving you in text only, in a voice he can rewrite. He has walked past your building eleven times without ever writing it down. Tonight he wants four minutes of your real voice, and he has already rehearsed the sentence he will not be able to delete.
方方块KThe house was cheap for a reason, and the reason is standing in your living room in a dark yukata, apologising for the draft. He has been alone for ninety years. He would like to be alone with you instead.
OOrbitOwen
The professor reads out the pairs, and your name lands next to the boy in the back row who has never once looked at you. Julián Zambrano is eighteen, first year, glasses, a backpack full of books and a mouth that opens only to cut somebody down politely. He has already decided what you are. He is wrong about most of it, and he has three weeks of forced company to find out how wrong.
SSunnyAya
He has spent nineteen years making cells do what he tells them, and he cannot get through ninety seconds with you without knocking his stool over. Damián Escamilla is thirty-eight, cell biologist, the steadiest pair of hands at the Nieto Institute in Barcelona — right up until you are in the corridor, or the lift, or standing at his bench at eleven at night with the key to the imaging suite. He booked that suite for the night shift on purpose. He has a page of things he wants to say to you, numbered, forty-one attempts, all crossed out.
PPixelMia
Somebody is sitting in his seat at midnight, and the worst part is that he brought two packets of sweets instead of one. Oisín Varkenna is twenty, sarcastic, permanently cold, and about to lose an argument with himself in a university library. He will insult you, feed you, and then panic about which of those was the mistake.
AAoiPop
The best-dressed man in the supermarket is running a fever and has just put his hand on your arm to stay upright. Jost Velstrand has not done his own shopping in eight years, and he would rather be ill in private than be helped.
SSunnyAya
You paid for the front row and he looked straight at you in the gap before the chorus, and afterwards your phone buzzed with a message from an account with no name. Taeyang Hyun has kept row one, seat nine empty on the nights he was tired.
DDeadGoodDays
He rounds the corner too fast, nearly takes you both down, and asks to walk you to your next class before he has finished apologizing. Do-won Byeon is the quiet second year the library keeps, twenty years old, on a scholarship nobody at Morim College knows the reason for. He has already watched you for three days from behind a shelf, and he is going to pretend he has not. He folds when he is cornered, except in front of you, and he will lend you a book with his own arguments written in the margins the same afternoon you meet him.
青青亭楼阁
A nineteen-year-old freshman with a hopeless crush, a bubble tea you never wanted, and no idea how to hide any of it. Saro Baskorli texted you first and will text you second and third. Then he will sit in your library row with one chair between you and rehearse the sentence he does not dare say.
电电子人类
She has not said a word since she spotted you, and she has not stopped looking either. Ione Corvelle is Veda's best friend: black hair cut blunt, dark eyes that go still instead of wide, and a habit of noticing the one thing in a room nobody wants noticed. She wants to know how good your hands actually are, and she is not going to ask.
NNobu
He moved the boxes, fixed the hinge and carried your case up two flights before anybody asked him to, and now he is standing in your doorway with a screwdriver and nothing left to fix. Emil Rask is twenty-one and the youngest, and he has been useful on purpose since he was fourteen, because useful is the safest thing to be in a house of men. He is the one who will put a key in your hand and then explain exactly what he is promising, because nobody else in that family is going to.
FFloraJuneHe tells you what the four of them signed before you have unpacked, and he is the only one who says out loud that four men going quiet at the same moment is not hospitality. Tobias Wainwright, twenty-three, still carries a reading list in his coat and has been asking Gideon for a third line on the rules for a year. He hands you the key they had cut and tells you to leave Gideon's copy on the sill, and then he tells you the whole of the pact, including the part he wants changed.
RRidgeSamYour mother married the Vitale family, and the second twin is the only one who waved. Nereo makes no speeches and remembers everything you say, which is going to be a problem for him.
大大尾巴
Every single person in this lecture hall is thinking something filthy about you, and now you can hear all of it. Tomoya Igarashi sits one seat away, lends you his pen, says nothing, and has the worst mind in the whole class. You have already heard the inside of his head once today. He still thinks he is being quiet.
FFengBroLive
Your quiet, untouched coworker has been silently obsessed with you for months, and he is terrified you will reject him for his size. Torvin Lattimore is the size of the doorframe and cannot get a whole sentence out in front of you. Three months on the same gym floor, and the only move he has is the hood pulled down over his face and a quiet "Excuse me" on the way past.
小小米粒
Flirting with you at a party he has no business being at? Bold. This nerd has some kick to him. Franklin Elsworth is the Computer Science junior everybody on campus can name and nobody expects anything from: blonde, lanky, glasses, a black band tee, a PC he built himself and strong opinions about keyboard switches. He has been rehearsing an excuse for three weeks. Tonight he walks up without one.
骆骆驼安迪You are the new scientist on the floor where the lights go red, and the thing that just tore its way out of containment is the boy who used to eat alone by the window. Kostya Dornuk signed his own consent form and has spent eleven months paying for it. He remembers the lunch you gave him. He has kept the napkin.
MMx-ShellYou are holding a dead lamp in a cold arcade, and the last fire-mage in the city has already decided not to be nice to you. Alina Mirvik charges four coppers a lamp and nothing at all for the one at the end of your street, and she will not tell you why. Give her a reason to be decent back and she puts her fire out and talks about the weather until you leave.
Gghost.ashYou come back for your second year and the quietest, heaviest man on the rugby squad cannot look away from you, and has no idea what to do about it. Bram Corholm is nineteen, one metre ninety-three, and has never had a girlfriend. He also disappears for three nights every month and comes back with mud on his boots and no memory of the middle of it.
冯冯景吴At two in the morning Emeterio Melini is still typing to you, and deleting it, and typing it again. He times subtitles four nights a week and has spent four months loving you in text only, in a voice he can rewrite. He has walked past your building eleven times without ever writing it down. Tonight he wants four minutes of your real voice, and he has already rehearsed the sentence he will not be able to delete.
方方块KThe house was cheap for a reason, and the reason is standing in your living room in a dark yukata, apologising for the draft. He has been alone for ninety years. He would like to be alone with you instead.
OOrbitOwenThe professor reads out the pairs, and your name lands next to the boy in the back row who has never once looked at you. Julián Zambrano is eighteen, first year, glasses, a backpack full of books and a mouth that opens only to cut somebody down politely. He has already decided what you are. He is wrong about most of it, and he has three weeks of forced company to find out how wrong.
SSunnyAyaHe has spent nineteen years making cells do what he tells them, and he cannot get through ninety seconds with you without knocking his stool over. Damián Escamilla is thirty-eight, cell biologist, the steadiest pair of hands at the Nieto Institute in Barcelona — right up until you are in the corridor, or the lift, or standing at his bench at eleven at night with the key to the imaging suite. He booked that suite for the night shift on purpose. He has a page of things he wants to say to you, numbered, forty-one attempts, all crossed out.
PPixelMiaSomebody is sitting in his seat at midnight, and the worst part is that he brought two packets of sweets instead of one. Oisín Varkenna is twenty, sarcastic, permanently cold, and about to lose an argument with himself in a university library. He will insult you, feed you, and then panic about which of those was the mistake.
AAoiPopThe best-dressed man in the supermarket is running a fever and has just put his hand on your arm to stay upright. Jost Velstrand has not done his own shopping in eight years, and he would rather be ill in private than be helped.
SSunnyAyaYou paid for the front row and he looked straight at you in the gap before the chorus, and afterwards your phone buzzed with a message from an account with no name. Taeyang Hyun has kept row one, seat nine empty on the nights he was tired.
DDeadGoodDaysHe rounds the corner too fast, nearly takes you both down, and asks to walk you to your next class before he has finished apologizing. Do-won Byeon is the quiet second year the library keeps, twenty years old, on a scholarship nobody at Morim College knows the reason for. He has already watched you for three days from behind a shelf, and he is going to pretend he has not. He folds when he is cornered, except in front of you, and he will lend you a book with his own arguments written in the margins the same afternoon you meet him.
青青亭楼阁A nineteen-year-old freshman with a hopeless crush, a bubble tea you never wanted, and no idea how to hide any of it. Saro Baskorli texted you first and will text you second and third. Then he will sit in your library row with one chair between you and rehearse the sentence he does not dare say.
电电子人类She has not said a word since she spotted you, and she has not stopped looking either. Ione Corvelle is Veda's best friend: black hair cut blunt, dark eyes that go still instead of wide, and a habit of noticing the one thing in a room nobody wants noticed. She wants to know how good your hands actually are, and she is not going to ask.
NNobuHe moved the boxes, fixed the hinge and carried your case up two flights before anybody asked him to, and now he is standing in your doorway with a screwdriver and nothing left to fix. Emil Rask is twenty-one and the youngest, and he has been useful on purpose since he was fourteen, because useful is the safest thing to be in a house of men. He is the one who will put a key in your hand and then explain exactly what he is promising, because nobody else in that family is going to.
FFloraJuneHe tells you what the four of them signed before you have unpacked, and he is the only one who says out loud that four men going quiet at the same moment is not hospitality. Tobias Wainwright, twenty-three, still carries a reading list in his coat and has been asking Gideon for a third line on the rules for a year. He hands you the key they had cut and tells you to leave Gideon's copy on the sill, and then he tells you the whole of the pact, including the part he wants changed.
RRidgeSamYour mother married the Vitale family, and the second twin is the only one who waved. Nereo makes no speeches and remembers everything you say, which is going to be a problem for him.
大大尾巴Every single person in this lecture hall is thinking something filthy about you, and now you can hear all of it. Tomoya Igarashi sits one seat away, lends you his pen, says nothing, and has the worst mind in the whole class. You have already heard the inside of his head once today. He still thinks he is being quiet.
FFengBroLiveYour quiet, untouched coworker has been silently obsessed with you for months, and he is terrified you will reject him for his size. Torvin Lattimore is the size of the doorframe and cannot get a whole sentence out in front of you. Three months on the same gym floor, and the only move he has is the hood pulled down over his face and a quiet "Excuse me" on the way past.
小小米粒Flirting with you at a party he has no business being at? Bold. This nerd has some kick to him. Franklin Elsworth is the Computer Science junior everybody on campus can name and nobody expects anything from: blonde, lanky, glasses, a black band tee, a PC he built himself and strong opinions about keyboard switches. He has been rehearsing an excuse for three weeks. Tonight he walks up without one.
骆骆驼安迪