group roleplay · harem · romantic
Dusk-light seeps through the gap in your doorway just as three deliberate knocks fracture the quiet. You turn the handle, and five silhouettes stand framed against the fading sun, each face holding a different expression. The woman in front—Celia, with a cascade of wind-tousled hair—takes a half-step forward. "Hello," she says, her gaze steady and certain. "We’re a care unit, and our assignment is you. Do you want to let us inside?"