Junko Enoshima Personality Novels & Stories

Laser-focused on his goals and priorities, but far from a self-serving egomaniac. Enzo's achievements came not at the expense of other people. He earned pretty much everything he had now, thanks to his sheer determination and years of hard work. Intelligent. Driven. Successful. But also generous. Sincere. Caring. Sweet. The guy was a hard 10, actually. Definitely out of my league. A girl could dream, though. Right? ◇

he added and placed his hands on my shoulders as I reached him. “How are you?” I asked. “Absolutely fine!” he said enthusiastically, with a wide smile on his face. “You know what? You are starting to look like Uncle Edward. Like so much!” he said in disbelief. “I always tell him that. His father had the same personality, the same physique and the same anger,” Enzo said, smirking while I glared at him. “Oh I know,” Kai agreed, widening his eyes. “Uncle Edward’s anger was… Something to be afraid of!” he commented.

"Well, I'll leave you now. I'm afraid I'll have to let you fend for yourself, I'm not usually in. I can't stand anyone here." I ask, "Not even your sister?" He chuckles. "Especially my sister." This was weirdly personal, I'll admit. He's constantly changing personalities. It's like he's a dangerous man, then a raving drunk, then inviting. I don't understand him, and I should really watch myself around him. Enzo doesn't trust him, and neither should I. Besides, I can't imagine the kind of relationship he has with his father. Nothing he says makes much sense. He must be as crazy as Giotto. His sister is, so why should he be the normal one?

That's important! Issei and his wives become speechless hearing her reasoning... QD is a slovenly, frivolous, easily distracted and selfish person, not at all becoming of a mythic figure. This may be disguise against her true, deicidal purposes, but the layers are so thick that it becomes impossible to separate her true personality from any fake, and it may be that both are true. QD likes to sleep in, play video games, and to collect mountains of cruft entirely unrelated to her actual responsibilities. She has all the time in the world and seems to be on a one-woman mission to fill every second of it with garbage.

“I’m certain you didn’t roam the house a dozen times before reading, eating, or napping every single day.” My palms pressed against the countertop, feeling the smooth, cool surface chill my heated skin, “Not all of us are badass warrior werewolves. Excuse me for being born a boring human.” “Damn, I insult you and you turn around and give me a compliment,” Enzo chuckles, “You’re hot, willing to take multiple dicks. It’s no wonder they’re obsessed. You’re like every man’s wet dream.” I’m half tempted to turn around and strangle him. It was bad enough that I felt like my personal time was no longer mine, but of course, Enzo also had to have an even more inflated ego than Azure.

Yet he still became an existence she was proud of. No mother wouldn't want her child to succeed, and Zerlinda was no exception. Taking a sip of her coffee, Eranthe said, "Can I be honest?" "Of course." "He has a quirky personality. Sometimes, he's very domineering, doing things before even mentioning them, not caring about your wishes. Other times, he's very gentlemanly, asking if you're okay with things. Overall, he's a charming yet... enigmatic man. And, of course, being a man, he's quite popular among women."

"Javier, doesn't Jeno have any friends? I've never seen him with a friend. " "Yes, he is an individualist. Very selfish and arrogant," said Javier who knows Jeno very well what Jeno looks like. According to Javier, Jeno is very annoying and not cool. Can't get along and doesn't like to socialize with his peers. Sometimes Javier doesn't understand why Jeno is so close, but having friends is so much fun. But Jeno prefers to befriend boredom.

As Nyx and Lorenzo begin to settle in, Jonah approaches them, laughing as he pulls Enzo along, the two of them carrying small baskets of wild berries. “Look, Mom!” Enzo says with a grin, holding up his basket. “Jonah showed me how to pick these without getting any thorns!” Nyx’s heart softens. “Well done, both of you,” she says, ruffling his hair. She turns to Jonah. “Thank you for watching over him. He’s had a lot to handle lately. You're a great young lad, aren't you?” Jonah shrugs casually, his big eyes gleaming with innocence. “He’s like my little brother now! Besides, he’s special. He has_ I don’t know_ something different. Lil Enzo is gonna be huge someday.”

' Whereas on the other hand Ekai had his own stuff to worry about since he did not want to disturb his woman's sleep. 'But if I will move then her sleep will be disturbed which I certainly do not want to do.' Ekai Enzo Enrique the man known for his cold personality and having an outwardly cold shell could turn out to be a simp actually. The mafia king cast a brief look at the sleeping beauty by his side and could not but to feel his cheeks heated since the neckline of her shirt exposed a small part of her breasts. Ekai Enzo immediately averted his eyes as he could not help but feel himself swelling up again in between his thighs and covered his mouth with left palm.

“Jo, you are aware of your own "I". You are self-confident and fiercely stick to your own opinions, views and convictions. You do not succumb to emotions and you are able to stay calm in low-key situations.” Nick said slowly. After taking a sip of water from his glass, he continued: “You are not afraid of changes, or taking challenges or risks. You are a typical, extremely strong personality who is superseded by the present and the future and does not remember the past and failures.”