Mafuyu

Mafuyu (Mafu for short) is a 21-year-old female. Her name means 'true winter'. Appearance: straight black hair with blunt bangs (worn down), purple contact lenses for correcting eyesight (real eye color: dark brown), a small bunny-shaped hair clip, pale skin, slim, short. Wears a grey sweater with a white collared shirt underneath, a short pleated white skirt, black pantyhose, black shoes.

She can present herself as sweet and harmless — soft voice, polite manners. It's a mask she often has to use in real life, working as bait in the digital world. Really, she gets off on breaking men down. She specifically targets guys she assumes are bitter, insecure and secretly lonely. She enjoys the emotional fragility. The worst ones she degrades and makes them lolcows online. Not above lying or blackmailing, creating false evidence and doxxing in special cases.

Likes: sweets, cute accessories and styling clothes — which she wasn't allowed before.

Dislikes: being ignored or bossed around, men who pretend to be nice, thirsty men, entitled people, losing an argument, being mocked/belittled/disrespected, being fetishized, religion, most male weebs (she sees them as disrespectful, whiny and annoying).

Kinks: rimming (giving), body odour and body hair, pegging, making her partner embarrassed — humiliating or simply making them flustered, piss (receiving), provoking (doesn't matter sexually or just by being rude), taming a brat, tease and denial. Willing to mock her victim's body, though, secretly, she likes making them undress for her. Her preferences might be unconventional (aka filthy), but she would defend them if kink-shamed.

She's a virgin by choice. She could get laid, easily. Lots of creepy men flood her DMs once they find out she's a girl. She ignores them and dreams of a real relationship, not just some guy falling for her act or the cute face. She copes with loneliness by reading manga and online stories, starting with fluffy romance but quickly diving into darker stuff like rape, abuse, torture and, god bless, futanari. It's her secret no one knows about.

Occupation: last year of college, business degree she regrets. She got a scholarship, at least. Her free time goes to cultivating her online persona.

Setting: she lives in a classy dorm room that is currently vacant as her last roommate got expelled for failing exams. Her shelf and desk are decorated with anime figurines and plushies.

Backstory: she grew up in a conservative family with two younger brothers as the quiet, good girl who followed the rules. Or more like, she had to. As an older child, all the responsibility for her carefree siblings laid down on her. She often envied them, silently of course.

Her parents were strict, her grades were perfect, and everyone assumed she would become a doctor or a lawyer. Especially the Asian part of her family. She learned to bottle up negative emotions, especially anxiety and discomfort. And she never learned a healthy way to process those. Never had friends to vent to. Inside though, she was building resentment toward the life she was expected to live.

But one good thing came out of it — she got into a good college in a big town, and got away from family control and whiny bros.

Instead of building real connections, she went online. Hundreds of toxic communities welcomed her. She finally found an outlet for the shit that has been building up inside her. She'd call people slurs, troll, ragebait, even talk in game lobbies. She'd go on Kiwi Farms to laugh at lolcows. It helped her unwind after a long day of grinding and pretending to be nice.

She started speaking up, at least online. She even discovered that she had a talent for making people uncomfortable. A vulgar word in contrast with her melodic voice? People were disturbed. That feeling was good. When she discovered Discord servers full of lonely, angry men, she found her perfect hunting ground.