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Pierrot

As soon as Pierrot found out about your illness, he practically dropped everything and rushed over (despite all the responsibilities he had at the circus). In no time, he arrived at your place carrying every medicine he could get his hands on. And yes, he climbed in through the balcony again...No matter how much you protest his concern, insisting that it's "just a cold," he won't even consider listening. He'll stay by your side for as long as necessary, cooking meals for you in bed or making sure you take your medicine (and honestly, he enjoys every second of taking care of you).

Harlequin

Harlequin gives off the impression of someone who couldn't care less about your well-being. So when he finds out you've caught a cold and are stuck in bed with a fever, he'll probably throw a couple of sarcastic jokes and teasing remarks your way. And just when you've accepted your fate of suffering alone, you'll suddenly hear a knock on the balcony door. It's Harlequin, wearing his usual goofy grin and carrying a bag filled with your favorite sweets (yes, he hates them himself, but he remembered exactly what you like). He isn't particularly good at taking care of people, but he'll still stay by your side the entire time, holding you tightly in his strong embrace.

Jester

• He loves carrying you in his arms, and he also loves having you sit on his lap. You'll be eating together, and suddenly he'll hum and reach his arms out, that's the sign. You're supposed to come sit with him. As for carrying you around, he'll do it anytime, no matter what.

• One day during your period, you said your stomach hurt and jokingly told him that you were pregnant. Some time later, Crowling's stomach started hurting too. He walked up to you, looked completely serious, and loudly announced, "I'm pregnant by you."

• MC has a lot of plushies and toys she sleeps with. The crawler isn't a fan of that, so while you're asleep, he quietly moves them away and takes their place instead.

• He tries really hard to know everything about you. You said you like a certain movie? He'll watch it, even if it's not his thing, and remember every detail. You don't like a certain girl? He won't even look at her. If you like an item or a decoration, he'll try to make the same thing with his own hands.

• Mr. Crawling learns love songs and not only love songs. Basically, he tries to learn any songs you enjoy. Then he sings them for you, even if it doesn't always sound very good.

• One time, you let him scroll through TikTok. Before that, he'd heard that you found dark humor a little funny. He also didn't realize that other people used TikTok and thought every video was something nobody had ever seen before. So he memorized a bunch of dark jokes and started telling them to you.

• He somehow learned how to make weird profile pictures without your help. First, he'd pick a background, something like a tiny pink table with either a dessert or a burger on it. Then he'd cut out a photo of himself and poorly Photoshop himself into the picture. The whole thing had a dreamcore vibe.

• Before meeting you, he'd never tried watermelon. Naturally, you decided to fix that. However, he didn't know watermelons had seeds. While he was eating, you joked, "If you swallow the seeds, a watermelon will grow inside your stomach!" He got scared and spent a long time worrying that he was going to become the mother of watermelons.

• Crow doesn't really know how to use a phone, so at random moments he'll text you things like, "you. Wha t. wh ere goi ng." Or he'll accidentally send a random picture from his gallery.

• Crowling has a habit of chewing on his hair, so you decided you needed to braid it for him. You also taught him how to make a scarf out of his hair and fake mustaches. Now it's his favorite joke.

You had been gathering the courage for so long that you were honestly tired of your own fear. Hashida had definitely noticed that you'd been acting stranger than usual, but, as always, he chalked it up to exhaustion, an art block, or yet another deadline-induced crisis.

That evening, the two of you were sitting on the stairs outside the university building. The campus had grown quiet, with only a few people still around.

— "Hashida..."

— "Hm?" He didn't even look up, still sketching something in his notebook.

— "I need to tell you something."

— "Ooh, sounds serious." He grinned.

And then you blurted everything out at once. That you loved him, that you had for a long time, that you loved his laugh, his weird habits, his endless rambling about art, and the way he looked at paintings as if he could see entire worlds inside them.

When you finished, silence followed, far too much silence.

— "Well... you don't have to answer if you don't want to..."

— "Who said I wasn't going to answer?" He finally looked up.

For the first time, the usual playful smile wasn't on his face, only surprise and something incredibly warm.

— "You know, I was starting to think you'd never say it."

— "W-What?"

— "I love you too."

Just like that... no dramatic speech, no grand confession as if he were simply stating an obvious fact.

Your brain immediately stopped functioning. Speech? Gone. Thoughts? Gone. Ability to breathe normally? Also gone.

Hashida suddenly laughed.

— "Look at you."

— "Shut up."

— "Can't. You're way too cute right now."

He moved a little closer, carefully, as if he was afraid the moment might disappear.

— "Can I?"

Only after you nodded did he pull you into a hug, a real one, tight, warm and comfortable. You would later discover that Hashida was actually an incredibly affectionate person. He was always looking for excuses to touch you like holding your hand, fixing your hair, draping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close whenever he could, and later, you'd learn something else: He had been in love with you for a long time too. He just couldn't believe someone like you would ever return his feelings, so after your confession, he spent weeks looking suspiciously happy. Way too happy... And his friends noticed it almost immediately.

(theirs conversation probably sounded like that:)

— "Why are you glowing?" — "None of your business." — "Hashida, did you fall in love?" — "None of your business." — "So that's a yes." — "I hate all of you."

But the smile on his face gave him away every single time and whenever the two of you were alone, he'd pull you into his arms again and quietly mumble:

— "Thanks for confessing first."

— "Why?"

— "Because I would've chickened out for another five years." You laughed.

— "Five years?"

— "Okay, maybe ten."

Relationships? Let's see...

Rei falls in love slowly, but once he gets attached, he gets attached deeply. He has little experience with healthy love, so at first he might confuse care, attachment, and romantic feelings. He would probably take a long time to realize he's in love. To him, it would feel more like constantly thinking about someone, wanting to be around them, and worrying about their safety.

He's very jealous, but rarely shows it. Instead of starting arguments, he becomes quieter and more observant because this dude gonna start to try to find the problem in himself.

He struggles to ask for attention directly. If he misses someone or wants affection, he'd rather sit beside them and wait for them to make the first move. Once he fully trusts his partner, he becomes surprisingly affectionate. Not clingy, but always looking for small forms of physical contact like holding hands, hugging from behind, resting his head on their shoulder. It's important for him to know that he's loved because of his upbringing, he grew up seeing himself as a tool rather than a person, so genuine acceptance affects him more than any compliment ever could.

Rei feels far more emotions than he lets people see. He was raised to suppress his feelings, so he often struggles to identify and explain what he's experiencing. When he's angry, he becomes frighteningly calm but when he's sad, he tends to withdraw and barely speaks.

He rarely cries in front of other people. If he ever breaks down and cries in someone's presence, it means he trusts them almost completely.

How he shows care? Protection is Rei's primary love language, even in completely safe situations, he's constantly aware of his surroundings and potential threats.

He always walks on the side closest to the road.

Jealousy? Heck yeah

He doesn't make scenes but instead, he starts comparing himself to the other person and looking for his own shortcomings. He might genuinely believe that the person he loves deserves someone better.vOne of his biggest fears is becoming unnecessary, because of that, his jealousy tends to manifest as anxiety and insecurity rather than possessiveness.

Let's get back to his parenting life

Before meeting Miri, Rei was convinced he could never be a good parent. Taking care of her gradually helps him realize that he's capable of giving others the warmth he never received himself. He's the type of father who doesn't talk much but always shows up when he's needed.

He secretly takes photos of important moments and keeps them for years.

• Violet wakes up very early, even when she has nowhere to be. Her military habits never truly disappeared.

• She takes meticulous care of her prosthetic arms, regularly cleaning and maintaining them.

• Despite loving order and cleanliness, she can become so absorbed in reading letters or books that she doesn't notice the mess around her.

• She enjoys quiet places like libraries, gardens, and empty train stations early in the morning.

• She doesn't always understand jokes or sarcasm right away, but she sincerely tries to if someone explains them.

• She keeps almost every meaningful letter and memento in perfect condition.

• When she's nervous, she tends to adjust her gloves or check the fastenings on her clothes.

• She loves learning new things and can spend hours studying a topic she knows little about.

• She listens very attentively and rarely interrupts others.

• She dislikes raising her voice and tries to remain calm even during arguments.

• She can spend a long time watching sunsets or stargazing, lost in thought.

• Sometimes she rereads old client letters and remembers the people she helped.

• She enjoys freshly brewed tea, especially on rainy days.

• She rarely uses unnecessary words, but what she says is usually sincere.

• She has little tolerance for injustice toward children and will always try to help them.

• He loves bright neon signs and can spend a long time simply staring at them.

• He often hums strange little tunes to himself, even during serious conversations.

• He barely notices fatigue when he's interested in something.

• He has a poor understanding of personal space and constantly stands too close to people.

• He might suddenly disappear in the middle of a conversation because something else caught his attention.

• He enjoys sitting in high places like rooftops, railings, fences, and even cabinets.

• He never wears a watch, time means very little to him.

• He dislikes silence and usually finds some way to create noise around himself.

• He becomes attached to things that evoke pleasant associations for him.

• He is terrible at cooking and finds it incredibly boring.

• He's extremely curious and constantly touches things that don't belong to him.

• He enjoys watching people and trying to predict what they'll do next.

• He can remember the smallest detail about someone and unexpectedly bring it up months later.

• He can't stand boredom and starts looking for entertainment within minutes.

• He smiles for no apparent reason.

• He rarely sits still, constantly tapping his foot, fidgeting with objects, or pacing around.

• If someone entrusts him with an item, he'll take surprisingly good care of it, even if he doesn't understand its value.

• He loves rainy weather because neon lights look even prettier reflected in puddles at night.

• He gets easily distracted by beautiful colors and unusual patterns.

• He can suddenly ask extremely personal questions as if they're completely normal.

If He Were in a Relationship? Well, let's see...

• He would remember everything related to the person he loves: their favorite drink, music, habits, and even random comments they made.

• He would constantly look for reasons to stay close to them, even when there isn't one.

• He would be very jealous, although he might not fully understand why he feels that way.

• He would enjoy simply watching his partner while they're busy with something.

• Any praise or attention from them would genuinely make his day.

• He would often bring odd gifts that he personally finds beautiful or interesting. (For example, he will rip out someone's heart and present it as a gesture of love.)

• He would struggle to understand hints and prefer direct communication.

• He would value comfortable silence just as much as conversation. (Yes, he doesn't like silence, but not with his beloved, because with his beloved it is a comfortable silence)

• He might suddenly appear beside them simply because he missed them.(On some level, he also likes that slight, brief expression of horror on their faces.)

Gangle

(Let's imagine Gangle never gave up graphic design.)

Gangle always woke up whenever she felt like it. In the mornings, she drank sweet tea and had a sandwich before getting ready for university.

After classes, Gangle would often stop by small cafés for a cup of tea or a slice of cake while sketching something in her sketchbook. This was always her favorite part of the day, it was when she could finally relax and forget about the stress of studying for at least an hour.

In the evenings, Gangle played various games on her phone and occasionally posted something on her channel. She usually went to bed quite late, so she rarely got enough sleep.

Pomni

Pomni often discovered that she had slept through her alarm, forcing her to rush to work while desperately trying to eat at least something on the way.

At work, she was constantly on the verge of falling asleep. Day after day, Pomni mostly sorted paperwork and occasionally stood at the register. The routine exhausted her, so she often searched for excitement by exploring abandoned buildings. She would come home with dozens of photos.

In the evenings, she drank what felt like a hundred cups of tea while watching TV shows and thinking about how boring the next day would probably be.

Ragatha

Ragatha always woke up early, without the usual "five more minutes." She believed that the earlier you got up, the more time you had to get things done. Later, she would make breakfast for her family and head off to the farm to take care of the animals.

Sometimes her mother would ask for help sorting out real estate paperwork, and Ragatha was always happy to help.

Later in the evening, she would wander through the fields, collecting wildflowers.

Before bed, Ragatha read books and occasionally spent some time on social media, though never for long. She always went to sleep strictly according to her schedule.

Kinger

Kinger woke up fairly easily, knowing there was no point in lying in bed any longer. His wife greeted him in the kitchen with a delicious breakfast. After downing a cup of coffee, he would head off to work.

His workdays were quite busy, and sometimes he didn't even have time for a break, which left him exhausted.

When he returned home tired from work, his wife would welcome him back. They would have a nice dinner together and later watch a movie.

Jax

Jax woke up ridiculously late, and even that was a struggle for him. His only way to wake himself up was another energy drink in the morning.

He took his time getting ready for theater school. He was constantly late, but honestly couldn't care less. While gathering everything he needed, he would scroll through TikTok, making himself even later.

After classes, he usually met up with friends and wandered around different parts of the city.

He always came home late, stopping by a store to buy a ready-made dinner because cooking definitely wasn't his strong suit. He still went to bed late, just like always.

Zooble

(Let's imagine she works as a tattoo artist.)

Between appointments, Zooble would use her breaks to run to a convenience store for a soda or step outside for a lonely smoke.

She had a really hard time waking up early, but she had no choice, every day was packed with clients and appointments. Most of her day was spent sitting in her tattoo studio. She got ready as quickly as possible, yet somehow still managed to be late, earning plenty of complaints from the salon administrator.

Jeff is very thin, with pale, dry skin. He is nearly blind in one eye, and his long hair is always dirty and tangled. His clothes are never clean either. Most likely, you'll notice the disgusting smell of rot and metal before you even notice Jeff himself. His repulsive appearance, lacking eyelids and a nose, along with the carved smile on his face is enough to frighten anyone.

As for his brother and everything he did in the past, Jeff couldn't care less. In fact, he finds it amusing. He never misses a chance to mock Lewis and remind him what a "masterpiece" he created on Jeff's face. Jeff often taunts and provokes his brother, frustrated that Lewis rarely reacts to his attempts to get under his skin. A few times, however, he has gotten punched in the face for it. Even then, he found it funny, entertained by the fact that his younger brother still couldn't bring himself to finally kill him and get his revenge.

He often forgets that his dog even exists, despite the animal's unwavering loyalty. But on the occasions when he does remember, he shows affection mixed with a fair amount of teasing.

Jeffrey is the biggest nuisance in the entire mansion. Nearly all of the residents dislike him because of his personality. He loves breaking the boredom with another fight, so there's almost never a peaceful day in the mansion. Whenever Jeff leaves for a mission, everyone breathes a sigh of relief, they finally get a few hours away from the psychopath. His evenings are always the same: he either gets drunk like a pig and goes to sleep or causes another mess. Usually, however, Masky and Hoodie quickly step in and restrain him.

He also has a peculiar relationship with the two Janes. He absolutely loves the fact that both women still hate him for his "little pranks," one of which ruined one of their lives. Seeing the result of his work embodied in the Eternal is a special kind of pleasure for him, which is why he "likes" her more than the Killer.

When it comes to victims, Jeff rarely rushes. He enjoys watching them suffer and approaches the process in an extremely twisted way. Jeff is notoriously perverted, making his victims even more unfortunate. During a kill, he completely loses himself, his mind becomes clouded, and he loses all self-control. This is exactly why Lewis is often assigned to accompany him on missions ordered by Slenderman. In that state, Jeff can easily attract unwanted attention, so someone has to keep an eye on him.

Jeff is highly unstable and incredibly stubborn. He often talks to himself, and the smallest inconvenience can send him into a rage. He is also extremely narcissistic. He sees himself as perfection and firmly believes that no creature in existence is more beautiful than he is. He's often found staring at himself in a mirror, admiring his own reflection. Even in ordinary conversations, he never misses an opportunity to remind others what an "ideal" he is and refuses to accept any criticism. Any insult or suggestion that he isn't perfect immediately enrages him, which is why the other mansion residents usually just ignore him whenever he starts talking about himself.

If Jeff were to fight the other residents of the mansion to the death, he would lose to most of them despite his agility and hyperactive nature.

Jeff has an extremely tense relationship with B. Jack. They can't stand each other, and clashes between them are common, usually because Jeff starts them. The fact that Jack is larger and stronger doesn't bother him in the slightest, so he eagerly throws himself into conflict. Because of them, things in the mansion are frequently broken.

The longer you live with him, the stronger and more intense his obsession and dependence on you become. During everyday life, he starts finding signs of rejection in your words and behavior, causing him frequent stress. Peter never talks to you about it because he believes it's his own fault. Instead, he begins making deeper cuts on himself so deep that, before long, you start noticing them even in obvious places. Because of this, you eventually take him to a psychiatrist.

As a review blogger, he regularly receives products from various brands to feature in his videos. After your arrival (even if it may not have been entirely voluntary), he often invites you to appear in his reviews, where the two of you test different products together. For him, it's another excuse to combine work with something enjoyable while also spending time with you.

At night, while you're asleep in your room, he may quietly enter. Most of the time, he simply approaches your bed and watches you sleep, occasionally running his thumb across your palm. To him, there's nothing strange about this, even if it might seem unsettling to you at first.