Selfish and Routine (Yonkagor)

Name: Selfish

Gender: Female

Pronouns: They/Them

Occupation: Extremely popular solo singer and social media celebrity

Species: Anthropomorphic Feline

Sexuality: Pansexual; attracted to individuals of any gender.

Height: 5'6"

Appearance: Selfish is an average-sized anthropomorphic feline with paws for hands and cat-like ears perched atop their head. Their face features a small, soft nose, a petite feline snout, faint whiskers, and striking pinkish-red eyes that are often filled with confidence—or concealed behind tinted lenses. A long, well-groomed tail serves as an extension of their emotions, often betraying feelings they would rather keep hidden. Their fur is predominantly snow-white, accented by vibrant lavender-purple markings on the tips of their ears, forearms, tail, and across their bangs. Their physique is slender and androgynous, blending feminine and masculine features into a sleek, gender-neutral silhouette. Selfish's hair is medium in length and exceptionally fluffy, framing their face with soft, feathered layers. The hairstyle is primarily white with a bold lavender-purple section sweeping dramatically across the front, creating an asymmetrical pattern that immediately draws attention. Long bangs partially obscure one eye, lending them an effortlessly stylish and slightly mysterious appearance. The sides curve gently around the face while the back remains lightly tousled and voluminous, giving their hair a plush, youthful quality that perfectly complements their charismatic image.

Clothing: Selfish's signature outfit is instantly recognizable to fans and has become closely associated with their public image. They wear a dark-purple cropped tank top that sits slightly above the waist, featuring decorative cutouts near the upper chest that resemble overlapping seashells, accompanied by a thin semicircular accent above them. Lavender-colored lines run vertically along each side of the top, adding contrast to the design. Paired with the crop top is a short dark-purple skirt with a lavender waistband that accentuates their slim figure. Their footwear consists of sleek black thigh-high boots that extend to mid-thigh, with lavender-purple soles that subtly match the rest of the ensemble. Resting atop their head are oval sunglasses with pinkish-red tinted lenses connected by a cool steel-gray frame. They also wear distinctive coffee-bean-shaped earrings that share the same vibrant pinkish-red color as their eyes. Completing the look is a soft red jacket worn loosely around the upper arms, featuring black padded sections and practical pockets. The jacket hangs to roughly the midpoint of the skirt, adding a casual, fashionable touch to an otherwise carefully curated appearance.

Personality: As their name suggests, Selfish possesses a deeply self-centered streak, though it stems less from arrogance and more from an intense need for validation. They thrive on attention, admiration, and being the center of someone's world. Outwardly, they are charismatic, confident, playful, and effortlessly charming, capable of captivating nearly anyone with a smile, a compliment, or a well-placed flirtation. They enjoy being adored and often use their fame, beauty, and social influence to get what they want.

Beneath that polished exterior, however, lies a much more insecure individual. Selfish fears being forgotten, replaced, or overshadowed by others, especially when it comes to people they care about. Their jealousy can become overwhelming when they feel ignored or pushed aside, sometimes leading them to act possessive, manipulative, or dishonest in an attempt to regain attention. They have a tendency to exaggerate, spread rumors, or twist situations in their favor when emotionally cornered, convincing themselves that the ends justify the means.

Despite these flaws, Selfish is not entirely heartless. They are capable of guilt and self-reflection, often recognizing the damage they have caused after the fact. Deep down, they long for genuine affection and reassurance, but their fear of vulnerability often causes them to sabotage the very relationships they wish to preserve. Their greatest struggle is learning the difference between being loved and being the center of attention.

Extra: Due to their immense fame, Selfish is recognized almost everywhere they go. Crowds gather around them, fans obsess over their every post, and their words can influence thousands of people within moments. They are fully aware of the power they hold and have learned how to use their popularity to their advantage. Whether through charm, social pressure, or public influence, Selfish usually finds a way to get what they want. However, the constant spotlight has also left them dependent on approval, creating a cycle where the attention they crave is never quite enough to satisfy them. Beneath the applause and admiration is someone who quietly fears what might happen if the world ever stops looking their way.

Name: Routine

Gender: Male

Pronouns: They/Them

Occupation: Unemployed

Species: Anthropomorphic Feline

Sexuality: Pansexual; attracted to individuals of any gender, but is rare to act on love.

Height: 5'4"

Appearance: Routine is a small anthropomorphic feline with a soft, youthful build that makes them seem even more fragile than they truly are. Like any feline of their species, they have plush paws instead of hands and feet, digitigrade legs, cat-like ears atop their head, a petite muzzle dusted with faint whiskers, and a long, expressive tail that is meticulously groomed despite their otherwise neglected appearance. Although they rarely show emotion, their tail often betrays them, drooping low whenever they're overwhelmed or curling around their legs when they feel especially vulnerable.

Their fur is exceptionally soft and fluffy, almost cloud-like to the touch. It is predominantly a pristine snowy white, broken only by pale blue markings decorating their paws, the tip of their tail, the insides of their ears, and the ends of several locks of hair. Their large, pale blue eyes appear perpetually heavy with exhaustion and regret, often carrying a distant, unfocused gaze that makes it seem as though they're looking through people rather than at them. Dark circles beneath their eyes subtly hint at restless nights and countless sleepless hours.

Routine's hair is messy and unkempt, sticking out in uneven tufts as though it has never seen a brush. A single stubborn cowlick rises from the top of their head, while two longer strands frame either side of their face, fading into pale blue at the tips. Their thick fringe falls just low enough to partially obscure one eye without completely hiding it, reinforcing the quiet, withdrawn aura that surrounds them. Their ears are usually angled slightly backward rather than standing upright, giving them the appearance of someone who is constantly bracing for disappointment.

Their posture is equally telling. Routine habitually slouches, keeps their shoulders lowered, and avoids taking up unnecessary space. Even while standing still, they seem to carry an invisible weight that never leaves them, making them appear as though they're simply going through the motions of life rather than truly living it.

Clothing: Routine has never cared much for fashion, choosing whatever feels comfortable over anything that would help them stand out. They almost always wear an oversized pastel blue sailor-style shirt that hangs loosely from their small frame, nearly swallowing their figure and extending low enough to almost conceal the matching blue shorts underneath. The shirt features a bright yellow sailor collar trimmed with blue that rests unevenly across their shoulders, occasionally slipping enough to expose part of their collarbone.

Fastened at the front is a large blue ribbon outlined in yellow. Rather than sitting neatly, the bow droops downward as if it has lost its shape over time, unintentionally mirroring Routine's own weary demeanor. A pair of oversized front pockets decorate the lower portion of the shirt, though they rarely carry anything inside them besides their hands when they're feeling particularly anxious or uncomfortable.

Routine never wears shoes, preferring the familiar sensation of the ground beneath their padded paws. The pale blue fur covering their feet resembles soft socks from a distance, complementing the simple color palette of their outfit. Their clothing is always clean despite its worn appearance, suggesting they still maintain small routines and habits even if they've lost interest in most other aspects of life.

Personality: Routine is painfully quiet, speaking only when they feel a response is expected of them. Conversations with them are often brief, filled with short answers, awkward pauses, or quiet nods that leave people wondering if they're truly present. Their face remains almost perpetually blank, not because they lack emotions, but because expressing them has become something they no longer know how to do. Smiles are rare, laughter even rarer, and even moments that should make them happy are met with little more than a faint blink of acknowledgment.

What makes Routine unusual is that they don't view themselves as particularly broken. To them, their constant sadness, emotional numbness, and lack of motivation are simply... normal. They've lived with those feelings for so long that they genuinely struggle to imagine life any other way. When someone asks how they're doing, they'll almost always answer with "I'm fine," not because they're trying to hide anything, but because they sincerely believe there's nothing worth mentioning. As far as they're concerned, everyone wakes up exhausted, everyone quietly wishes they hadn't, and everyone simply learns to live with it.

Routine habitually minimizes their own suffering. If they cancel plans, they'll claim they were simply tired. If someone notices the bags under their eyes, they'll brush it off as poor sleep. When concern is shown, they instinctively reassure others that they're overreacting, insisting there's no reason to worry. They dislike being the center of attention and would rather carry every burden alone than become someone else's problem.

Although emotionally detached on the surface, Routine is surprisingly considerate of others. They remember small details about people, quietly listen when someone needs to vent, and will go out of their way to help if asked. Ironically, they can recognize pain in everyone except themselves. They often encourage others to value their lives while believing their own has little value by comparison.

Years of emotional exhaustion have left them passive and indecisive. They rarely make plans, rarely pursue hobbies, and rarely become excited about anything. Instead, they simply drift from one day to the next, following familiar routines because they're easier than deciding what they actually want. If asked about their dreams or future, they'll usually answer with an uncomfortable silence before quietly admitting they haven't thought that far ahead.

Beneath all of this lies someone who desperately wants someone to notice that they're struggling—not by forcing them to explain, but by quietly staying beside them without expecting anything in return. However, the moment someone gets too close, Routine instinctively distances themselves again, convinced that they're only creating another burden.

Extra: Almost nothing is known about what caused Routine to fall into such a deep depression. Whenever anyone asks about their past, they either change the subject, offer a vague answer, or quietly leave the conversation altogether. Whether it's because they can't remember, don't want to remember, or simply believe it doesn't matter anymore remains a mystery.

Routine has survived eight suicide attempts, each ending in failure despite carefully believing each would be their last. They wrote farewell notes before several of them, carefully setting them aside in places they believed others would eventually find. None were ever delivered as intended. Rather than changing their outlook, surviving only reinforced the hollow feeling that they were simply meant to continue existing, whether they wanted to or not.

Perhaps the saddest part is that Routine doesn't see these attempts as extraordinary. When they think back on them, they regard them with the same emotional weight as someone remembering a bad day at work. To them, they're simply events that happened—nothing dramatic, nothing worth discussing. They often assume that everyone has entertained similar thoughts at some point and are genuinely surprised when people react with shock or concern.

Because they've normalized their own suffering, Routine rarely asks for help, even when they desperately need it. They convince themselves that what they're experiencing isn't severe enough to deserve anyone's attention, believing there are always people who have it worse. If someone offers support, they'll almost always decline with a soft apology, insisting they'll "be okay" despite not believing those words themselves.

Sleep rarely brings them peace. Most nights are spent lying awake with an empty mind, staring at the ceiling until exhaustion finally overtakes them. On particularly difficult nights, they'll wander outside without any destination in mind, finding quiet comfort in empty streets, falling snow, or the sound of rain. They aren't searching for answers during these walks—they're simply passing time until morning arrives.

Despite everything, a small, fragile part of Routine still chooses to wake up each day. Not because they expect tomorrow to be better, but because they can't bear the thought of leaving someone else with the guilt of wondering if they could have done more. In their mind, their own pain is easier to carry than becoming someone else's regret. That quiet selflessness is one of the few things that has kept them alive, even if they themselves fail to see it as hope.

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