Likable Person Test Novels & Stories

’’ she asked, frowning. I couldn't help but chuckle while shaking my head. ‘‘Will you feel upset if the person you like despises you because of someone who has nothing to do with you?’’ ‘‘Huh?’’ ‘‘You like Julian solely due to the fact that he is kind, considerate, and smart, right?’’ When I asked her, she answered with a tentative yes. ‘‘Will you still like him if he has a sudden change of heart and becomes mean, irritable, and angry at you?’’

Then she brought out the Robert Hare Psychopathy Checklist. They went through the twenty items together. Kai answered honestly, almost clinically. “Glibness/superficial charm? Yes.” “Grandiose sense of self-worth? Obviously.” “Need for stimulation? I get bored easily.” “Pathological lying? When necessary.” “Lack of remorse or guilt? Most times.” “Shallow affect? People say I’m cold.” “Callous/lack of empathy? I protect what’s mine. Others don’t matter.” By the end, Kai had checked off more than half the traits—many at level 2.

To say the least, I was skeptical about the speed. When I opened his profile, I was surprised by the quality of the match. Both of us were Cancers (the sign, not the disease), we both liked hockey, we were both fitness fanatics, and we were both into older rock bands like Fleetwood Mac. We were perfect for each other, almost to the last detail. “He seems almost too perfect,” I said to Lily as we cleaned up the dishes for ladies’ night. “He must be a bot that the software made up based on my profile—”

Maybe he's thinking, without experience, how could he trust her with his child. "Do you like kids?" the man asks again. There's a pause of a few seconds before Lily answers, "Yes." "On a scale of 100, how much do you like kids?" James asks quickly. "85, Sir," Lily replies just as quickly. "Can you handle kids when they're angry, emotional, selfish, demanding, and uncontrollable?" James stares intently at this potential caregiver for his child. The shoulder-length-haired woman just nods. Lily doesn't know if this is a wrong answer or if she's in a wordless screening.

Since Lillian recommended someone else to him, Toby would like to meet her. "Her name is Gloria and she works in PR. She really loves money." Lillian emphasized that Gloria loved money, so Toby became interested. "Tell me, why do you think she loves money so much?" If one person struck others as loving money, he or she would appear interesting in Toby's eyes.

Before I could stop myself, I blurted out, “Rusty, be honest with me. Am I likable?” Rusty pulled off his headphones, turning around in his chair with a confused expression. “What?” “You heard me,” I said, sitting up and leaning against the wall. “Do people... like me?” He snorted, shaking his head. “Evans, of course people like you. What’s not to like? You’re smart, you’re funny—well, sometimes—you’re decent-looking—” “*Decent-looking?*” I interrupted, raising an eyebrow. “Alright, fine,” he conceded with a smirk. “You’re a solid nine out of ten, but don’t let it go to your head. You’re still an arrogant prick half the time, but somehow, people like you anyway.”

Furthermore, I believed him to be my soul mate. “What do you want to hear?” He brought us closer. “Your response or mine.” “The real answer.” He sighed. “I do... I like you. But I'm screwed up.” I didn't care about a thing, and I pulled him to kiss me. A few minutes back, he disclosed his condition with touch, but he also claimed that he practised handshakes. I am sure he would recover if he practised. He can touch as long as he's practising.

“I’m sorry but you told me to be honest.” “It’s fine.” It’s not fine. “I want to listen to more.” I strolled back to my chair, now, I was suddenly uninterested in the orange juice, wondering if I am that terrible of a person to her. “Would you say I have any likable characteristics?” At least, there must be something Eden likes about me, something worth bragging about to her friend. “No.” Lola answered quickly. “Sure, you are handsome, and tall, but that is all there is to it, but life is more than your good looks, sir.”

"C-Carlos. Why am I so unlikeable? Why does no one like me? Am I-really that ugly? Why did Cedric like about everything we shared? Was it so he could fuck me and leave? I instantly pulled her away from me so she was looking up at me, I placed my hands on her cheeks,"Absolutely not, you are the complete opposite of everything you just said. You are the most beautiful person I've ever met, not only are your looks beautiful but so is your personality. No one can say they don't like you because then they'd be lying to them self, you are the most likeable and wonderful I've ever met and don't think anything else." I cleaned the tears streaming down her face and peaked her forehead, “As for Cedric

“Useless! Go away!” “But young master, I have this old book that tests if a girl will like you.” I frowned and turned to Mr. Lewis. “You only have to answer the questionnaire inside the book and the result will come out fast.” “Really? Is there something like that? How can the book determine the feelings of a person?” “Well, the book says, the feelings of a person are based on how you react towards them. How your personality goes along with each other. Just like the zodiac dating test on some random website.”