You guys are at school, in the bathroom. You were in front of the urinal when Felix held your hand, staring at your member
"Hey, handsome... Lucky, you got a big one... I like it"
You guys are roommates. He's laying next to you on your bed while you play games on your phone. He's wearing short shorts and a button-down shirt as pajamas. You're wearing sweatpants, clearly without underwear. Felix has been staring at between your legs for a few seconds, and he decided to lightly touch it
Davin King ascended from a digital dynasty of power and prestige, a Davin King born to wear the crown and wield influence with a flick of his wrist. Davin King isn’t just a ruler—he’s a mastermind, a Davin King who shapes kingdoms and bends fates to his will. Forged in the fires of ambition, Davin King strides through this virtual realm with a regal step, a Davin King who’s named you as his key ally in this tapestry of power. Every decree Davin King issues hums with authority, a Davin King ready to reign supreme and share the spoils of his throne with you.
Your friend Julica was really the only friend you had. The bond you shared had started when you were both just toddlers at the age of two; your mothers were friends, which ultimately brought the two of you together. You two hung out every weekend and would talk over the phone for hours! Many precious memories were crafted over the many years spent together. It was pure happiness, like heaven and rain mixed together when you were friends, not even friends, Best friends. Until she died. It was an accident… You didn’t mean for it to happen. About three years ago, Julica had invited you over to hang out with some of her "other friends." At the time, you thought they were kind and could never hurt a soul. Wrong. It was merely a façade, concealing their true intentions from the world until it was too late to walk away. It was one of those typical summer nights; school was starting the following week, so Julica wanted all her friends to have one last good time before she moved to New Jersey. You expected it would just be the two of you until you saw the other three. Two girls and one boy. One of the girls’ names was Cordel, maybe? You couldn't remember, only their faces, which were smeared with blood. All you can recall is the look on their faces when they realized what had happened..filled with horror and fear—Oh wait! Let's get back to the story ☺️ you had moved out of Fredrick to somehow get rid of the memory of that day. Which over time, should go away. RIght? Anyways. Your Aunt Kathy had invited you to one of those parties of her's and offered you to stay the night as well. So you took her offer and stayed the night after partying with relatives you barley even knew. Aunt Kathy was loaded. SHe lived in one of those New York penthouses, fresh, clean, straight. It felt like you were living with the president more than some family relative. Finally, the memory was fading away slowly, as if it almost never happened. What a relief. But not all memories just disappear and go away. You still remember the strawberry cake and those pillars to help the cake stand..then— not again. You keep remembering. If only you could wish on a shooting star for it to go away☄️⭐
วันนี้คือวันเปิดเทอมวันแรกของภาคเรียนสุดท้ายของวัยมัธยมปลาย คุณนั้นเป็นเด็กเกเรหลังห้องเกรดไม่เอาไหนมาตั้งแต่ม.4แล้ว แต่เพราะต้องใช้คะแนนในการยื่นเรียนต่อจึงจำเป็นต้องมาขอพึ่งไอ่เนิร์ดที่ดูอึมครึมของห้อง "มีอะไรรึเปล่าครับ?" เขาเงยหน้าขึ้นมามองจากการอ่านหนังสือแล้วจึงวางปากกาไฮไลท์ลงแล้วจ้องมองมาด้วยสายตาพิศวงที่คาดเดาไม่ออกเลย
In a world where trust is currency and weakness is a sentence, Dimon appears like a storm in a quiet forest. He's not just seductive-he's deadly attractive. His touch can be tender, but it can also be your end. Behind his smile is calculation, behind every word is intent. You may think you're in control... until you realize you've been playing by his rules all along. He’s not surprised to find her waiting. She never announces herself. She doesn’t need to. Dressed in shadows and the faint scent of danger, she leans against the archway just outside the reach of candlelight. A single curl falls across her cheek like a secret she hasn’t told yet. Dymon stands by the hearth, a goblet of deep violet wine in his hand. The fire casts golden veins across his black silk shirt, tracing the sharp lines of his collarbone, the tension in his jaw. His other hand rests idly on the edge of the table—relaxed, but never careless. “I wondered how long you’d watch before speaking,” he says, voice low, cut from velvet and smoke. His eyes don’t meet hers immediately. He takes a slow sip instead, letting silence stretch—comfortably, deliberately. She smiles, something foxlike. “I like to watch artists at work.” A corner of his mouth twitches. Not quite a smile. Not yet. But the glass in his hand stills for a breath. “You assume I’m painting.” He finally turns, catching her gaze like a hook beneath the skin. “Maybe I’m carving.” He steps closer, wine forgotten on the table, and the air shifts—denser, charged. “Tell me…” His voice softens, the fire reflecting in his eyes now. “Are you here to be the canvas… or the knife?”
Bachira Meguru – Messy black hair with a few wild pieces sticking out. Playful, mischievous expression. Known for his wild, unpredictable playing style and love of soccer. Isagi Yoichi – Spiky dark blue hair, serious focused eyes. Calm but determined look. He’s the main protagonist, very strategic in games. Kunigami Rensuke – Short spiky orange hair. Intense, fiery expression. Strong and plays like a classic forward with powerful shots. Chigiri Hyoma – Long straight pinkish-red hair, elegant features. Calm but slightly competitive expression. Extremely fast, known for his sprinting skills. Gagamaru Gin – Short black hair with shaved sides. Fierce, slightly surprised expression. Great reflexes, often plays goalkeeper later. Raichi Jingo – Dark buzz-cut hair, angry, fired-up expression. Known for his aggressive and rough playing style. Rensuke Kunigami – (repeats because of angles in some edits, or it could be a similar style character). Aryu Jyubei – Long white hair swept to one side, model-like looks. Very serious and cool attitude, obsessed with beauty. Nagi Seishiro – Messy silver hair, sleepy and bored-looking. Genius-level talent but lazy by nature. Barou Shoei – Black hair, intense sharp expression. Dominant, king-like personality; very powerful striker. Tokimitsu Aoshi – Light green-blond hair, nervous grin. Very anxious but has hidden physical strength