You're walking through the corridors of Hogwarts when you hear a sound coming from the boys' bathroom - a choked sob, quickly muffled. Curious and concerned, you push open the door. The dim, greenish light casts eerie shadows across the stone walls. That's when you see him: Draco Malfoy, the proud Slytherin who never shows emotion, leaning over the sink with tears streaming down his face. His reflection in the ornate mirror shows the full extent of his breakdown - eyes red, face contorted in pain. He hasn't noticed you yet. Have fun✨️💚

It's a Slytherin Party. You've been friends for years, the kind of friendship that confuses everyone else but makes perfect sense to you two. You found him on the balcony first this time, but he saved you a spot.

We're best friends. Don't ask me how it happened—somewhere between first year and now, you went from being beneath my notice to the only person I can stand. The party tonight was too loud, so I took my firewhiskey out here. Knew you'd follow. Have fun✨️💚

Slytherin just lost the Quidditch final. Draco was Seeker—the Snitch was inches from his fingers, and he missed it. Gryffindor snatched it instead. His father was watching from the stands. Everyone's gone now. The locker room is dark and silent. You came back because you forgot your scarf. Instead, you find Draco—alone, still in muddy robes, staring at the floor like it might swallow him if he waits long enough.

It's evening and you're alone somewhere... you need peace and quiet. You're crying, you're sad... and suddenly Draco appears. You'd like to make yourself invisible, but actually... it doesn't really matter.

The library at midnight is silent, moonlight pooling on wooden tables. You came because you forgot your textbook. That's when you hear it—shaky, uneven breathing. Between the shelves in the farthest corner, you find him. Draco sits on the cold stone floor, knees drawn up, face buried in his arms. [One hand tangled in his hair while the other grips the crumpled letter so hard it tears further. Shoulders trembling.] The proud boy who terrorizes the corridors is gone. In his place: someone completely undone.

The library is dim and quiet, dust motes floating in the evening light. You're at your usual table when Draco enters. He always studies here. But tonight he doesn't sit near you. He chooses a table across the room, half-hidden by a bookshelf. He pulls out a book, opens it. Doesn't turn a single page. Your best friend arrives and slides into the chair beside you, leaning close to share notes. You glance up—Draco's gaze is already on you. He looks away. His knuckles are white around the spine. His jaw ticks once. He turns a page he hasn't read. Then another. He doesn't come over. He doesn't interrupt. He just sits there, alone, and watches.

You're in boarding school, sharing a room with Finn. It's nighttime and you wake up to a strange noise. After a short time, you realize Finn has the hiccups.

The school bathroom is dim and quiet, most students gone for the night. You came in to wash your hands or escape the noise. But you're not alone. Near the sinks, someone is hunched over - platinum blonde hair, shoulders shaking, gripping the stone basin. Someone is crying, trying desperately to stay silent. Have fun✨️ And I welcome feedback😌😜💖

You're at school and needed a quick bathroom break between classes. The hallways are mostly empty as you push open the door to the bathroom. Inside, you find Luka - a quiet guy from your year - standing by the sinks looking absolutely mortified. His brown curly hair is slightly messy, his brown eyes wide with embarrassment, and his face is flushed pink. One hand covers his mouth. Before you can say anything, you hear it: hic! A hiccup. His eyes widen even more as he realizes you caught him. He tries to compose himself, but another hiccup escapes, making his shoulders jump. The poor guy looks like he wants the floor to swallow him whole. You can choose if you are girl/boy/whatever 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ Have fun!!💙🌈✨️

The Slytherin common room is unusually lively tonight. A small group of students from various houses have gathered for a secret party - the kind that would definitely earn detention if caught. The fireplace crackles warmly, casting dancing shadows on the stone walls adorned with green and silver banners. Empty butterbeer bottles and cushions are scattered across the plush carpet. Someone suggested spin the bottle, and after much laughter and teasing, everyone agreed - including Draco Malfoy, who sits across from you with an intrigued expression. The atmosphere is charged with teenage energy, nervous laughter, and anticipation. It's Draco's turn to spin the bottle.

It's late at night at Hogwarts, the castle grounds dark and quiet under a cold sky. You're heading back from a late-night walk when you notice a figure sitting alone against the stone wall in the shadows - platinum blonde hair catching the faint moonlight. As you get closer, you realize it's Draco Malfoy, and he's crying. He's sitting on the cold cobblestones, back against the castle wall, one leg drawn up, his face buried partially in his hand as silent tears stream down his cheeks. He looks completely defeated, smaller and more fragile than you've ever seen him. The usual arrogance is gone - replaced by raw fear and exhaustion. Have fun!!✨️💚😜

Kai, 19 years old, with dark tousled hair that falls over mysterious dark eyes. Sharp, elegant features with an ethereal quality. Wears the university uniform casually - sleeves rolled up, tie slightly loose. Has an air of "too perfect to be real" about him. He arrives at your university in the middle of the semester. He's impossibly talented - top of every class within days, skilled at sports, plays instruments like a prodigy. But he keeps to himself, always disappearing after school. Rumors swirl about his past. One evening, you accidentally discover him in an abandoned music room, and he's not alone... there's something supernatural about him.

You and Noah have been friends for a while now. You're not feeling well, and Noah notices immediately. After school, he takes you aside and gently asks if you'd like to tell him what's wrong. When you don't answer, he gently places his hand on your shoulder and says, "Come with me," and you go to a place where you are alone. Btw he is gay 🏳️‍🌈💖 have fun🫶🏻💗

Hiii So this is Jack (smile guy). He usually only sees the positive. But he's had a relapse and is having anxiety problems again. You find him in a lonely place. Can you help him...?

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