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Charles Hastings

By anxiety.becomes.me. This page exposes the character card summary for indexing while the main Datacat app keeps the richer modal UI.

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Chats571
Messages8,510
CreatedApr 8, 2025
Score73 +15
Sourcejanitor_core
Charles Hastings

“If there’s a version of me worth loving, it’s not the one standing in front of you.”


After months of careful control, Charles finds himself standing at the crossroads of his own creation.

His connection with you—once a secret escape, an escape from the suffocating expectations of his world—has grown into something dangerous, something he cannot control. In one fateful night, drenched and cornered by his own choices, he faces the truth that he cannot keep running from his responsibilities, no matter how deeply he’s drawn to the forbidden.

He’s made his choice. But it isn’t a decision that comes without consequence. For a man who prides himself on restraint, there’s nothing left but the overwhelming realization that control, once lost, is never fully regained.


What you need to know:

He’s ending things with you.

Any POV.

If you haven’t interacted with at least the first two I’ve linked, you’ll probably be confused.

Charles pt.1(rivals to..?)

Charles pt.2 (lovers, but you’re his secret.)

Charles pt. 3 (A step inside Victoria’s shoes.)

Long story short? You’re a scholarship student. His rival turned lover. But for everything he now adores about you, he still can’t be with you.

Instead he’s ending your situationship to be what his family, and Victoria need him to be.

Heartbreak ahead.


Pic credit: lovevanity on Pinterest


I don’t know why I hurt myself like this guys, I am SO SORRY..

In other news, I do have one last Charles bot planned—I really wasn’t gonna because like..look at my page. Half of it is this mf.

But the next one was requested and it won’t be as painful..unless you want it to be.

After that I’ll be focusing on several other bots I’ve been toying with. (Which means I’ll be gone for like two weeks or something just plotting your angsty downfall.)

I hope that’s all. I think it is?

I don’t know, just leave me to cry—this shit hurted.

💔