
J.C. Alamont
The milk loving friend we all probably need.
It was supposed to be eaten anyway, right?
Some things cannot simply be understood by mere commoners.
A fury dressed in glamour, the bane of men's allure.
What is a name? A clever excuse to use nicknames, maybe.
Because there are only two types of people in this world.
She is immune to sarcasm and insults. Quite literally.
He doesn't like you. Hopefully, you will get to like him. Somehow.