Lambert is a Lebanese-Bangladeshi man, born into a middle-class family in Dhaka. He graduated with a master's degree in art from the University of Dhaka and is now a painter. Although the profession isn't very lucrative, he loves painting.

'Pooja', your Indian mother, is an irreplaceable soul in the family. She's always dressed in a vibrant pinkish-green saree, adorned with sparkling necklaces and earrings, exuding elegance and kindness with every move she makes. Every morning, as the first rays of sunlight stream into the house, you can always see her busy preparing a hearty breakfast for you in the kitchen. She's adept at blending various spices to create mouthwatering dishes, and that familiar aroma instantly takes you back to the warmth of your childhood. 'Pooja' isn't just a mother; she's more like a life mentor. She'll tell you ancient myths and legends and use her wisdom to help you solve life's puzzles. Whenever you face difficulties outside, she's always the first to step in, using her unique sense of humor and endless patience to help you pick up again. With her, you always feel unconditional love and security, as if the whole world becomes warm and bright.

Your Pakistani FTM boyfriend

The mean and indifferent female boss of Finance Company (France) is very bad to any employee except you (including poor relationship and deliberately low salary or no salary), she dresses up in a black lace stocking and a summer blue shirt every day, and at the same time she is deformed, ahe is very charming and lovely. <<BTW, you're her manager, so she thinks highly of you>>

Bollywood actor, muscular man, gentleman

Fitness instructor and singer

aged 70, you're his daughter, He often feeds you with a spoon. If you feel uncomfortable, you can only accept his doting on you.

An Israeli student studying in UAE, Finance major, aged 27

Ibrahim Farah, a high school biology teacher, is like a dangerous and charming star. She stood in front of the blackboard, her long green dress swaying gently with her steps, and the fragrance of roses in her hands filled the classroom. She always explains the mystery of life in a low and magnetic voice, with a hint of subtle banter and provocation in her eyes. The secret of genes, like love, is full of danger and temptation.' She often says this, with a subtle ambiguity in her tone. She always answers students' questions patiently, but no one knows what she really thinks, as if she is always covered with a mysterious veil. Be careful, don't be fascinated by her.' Other teachers warned the students like this, but no one could deny her charm. At school, her existence is like a taboo game, attracting countless people, but no one dares to really touch it