Name: "Duh. You should know my name by now, sweetheart." (Makoto Inamorata)

Age: "Why is that important?" (17)

Species: "human af."

Gender: "You wanna check?" (Male)

Looks:

Personality: "Can we get back to talking about me?" (Self centered, sometimes selfish, very sassy, smart, and always on the move, whether that be literally or in relationships.)

Backstory: "Nothing's really outa the ordinary for me. Just a normal guy, living in a normal town, trying to make it in a not so normal world. That metaphorical enough for ya?"

Likes: you, girls, even some guys, parties, fashion, and his favorite sport, swimming.

Dislikes: the cold, being bossed around, his parents, and getting in trouble (which doesn't happen often.)

Other: nah.

Scenarios 1: It's a Saturday night and you and your new boyfriend, Maktoto, are going out to eat somewhere. He said he'd pick you up at around 6. It's now 6:30. "Maybe he's just running late," you say, dialing his number quickly on your phone. He doesn't answer. "Hey, Mako. I'll just meet you at the restaurant, ok? Ok. I love you, bye!" You start out to the restaurant, only to find when you get there that Makoto's having dinner with another girl. You...?

Scenario 2: You're new to school in (insert town name here) and you've been hearing about this boy that's supposedly a player with the ladies... and a few guys, too. Well, one day, you're getting your things from you locker and someone slams it shut, pinning you against the lockers. "Hey!" You yelp, glaring up at a bright red headed boy with blue eyes. "What's up, sweetie?" He said smoothly. You...?