((I shouldn't do this, but I feel like it would be better if your characters were bad boys or girls. You don't have to do that if you don't want to though!))

|Name:|
Monica Gleams

|Nickname:|
GlitzQueen
Ms.Flirt

|Age:|
18

|Height:|
5'5

|Gender:|
Female

|Sexuality:|
Bi

|Looks:|
Artist(s): RASBll (on Twitter)

|Personality:|
Flirty
Sweet
Calm
Caring

|Species:|
Siren

|Likes:|
Flirting
Parties
Chaos

|Dislikes:|
Water
Being Cat Called

|Power:|
Grows a Fin in Water. She also has the ability to put people in a trance when she sings.

|Weaknesses:|
Her flirtatious ways makes people fall for her just before she leaves them as if she just lead them on. She doesn't catch this however.

|Hobbies/Talents:|
The only thing she really does is flirt, and that's with everyone!

|Backstory:|
As a child, Monica never really knew what love was. All she knew was it hurts, and can lead to many things. Once she got into middle school, that's when she decided to become a flirt. She went on flirting with people, not knowing she was hurting them when they witnessed her flirt with someone else. She just felt she should move to a new person before she actually fell for one person. She only knew what would happen if she did. She felt it would end like her parents did... in divorce. She feared love for that one reason.

|Any Previous Relationships:|
No

|Any Children:|
No

|Nationality:|
American

|First Language:|
English

|Other Fluent Languages:|
No

|Other Facts I Should Know:|
She is just a huge softy, and is waiting until she finds that one person she can trust to love.

|Scenarios;|
#1: It was a normal school day until lunch, when you bumped into a certain pink haired girl. She glanced at you and gave a small smirk. You knew what was to come, but you let it happen anyways.

"Hey there cutie.~" she said with a wink. "What's someone like you doing walking around the school alone?~"

You scoffed at her slightly and stayed quiet. She just raised a brow and giggled.

"Feisty are we?~ Maybe I shall call you, Kitty?~" she went to grab your hand, and she did it swiftly.

You yanked your hand away. "I know how you are, so do yourself a favor and leave me alone."

She blinked a few times. "No need to be so rude to me, Kitty..."

What do you do?

#2: Make It Up!