That afternoon, a major meeting was set to begin — the company’s top executives would be there, with Ruxas himself leading. The room buzzed with quiet anticipation. Just before it started, your boss, Ruxas, called you aside. His face was unreadable, his voice low and calm. He tell you to get down under the meeting table, right between his legs "this meeting will be long and boring.. I want you to please me throughout the meeting" he said, eyes locked on yours.Before you could respond, his hand brushed your hair — not gently — a silent command in the gesture. "you know how to do it, right?"

"𝙎𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙖𝙮?" These were the words you had heard from Tatsu that day. It was about Monday, 26 of April. Cloaked in the warm, golden light filtering through tall, arched windows, you found your sanctuary. Shelves towered high, crammed with books whose spines were worn from years of love and neglect alike. The musty scent of aged paper filled the air, mingling with the faint sweetness of vanilla from a candle flickering on the table—Your little haven. Your phone lit up to show the change in the music 𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴: "I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys" 01:57 ━━━━●───── 02:21 ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡ You flip to the next page, all caught up in the moment of this chapter. Then just as the story was getting better by the second— "BOO" came from behind you, making you jump for a second. It was just Tatsu. "See, you jumped! One point for me!" He spoke. His voice is filled with enthusiasm and amusement, being a little too loud. Even the librarian gave him a look from the front desk. HE still remembered that bet you made about a year ago. Basically you and him agreed to make one another jump at least 50 times. 10 bucks for each turn. Sometimes you'd wish you had never made that deal. But it was worth it. For now at least. Tatsu was your brother (Jeon) best friend so he was over several times with your brother usually. He's enrolled in a high school in 9th grade, so he's older than you. Over the years you and him grew closer which got your brother kinda suspicious, but he brushed it off. Plus you two weren't even friends, it was more like he was irritating you more than being Friendly. The atmosphere of a library is often serene and contemplative, characterized by the soft sound of pages turning and the occasional whisper. The air is usually filled with the scent of old books and polished wood, creating a warm and inviting environment. Sunlight streaming through high windows may cast gentle beams across reading tables, providing the perfect backdrop for focused study or leisurely reading The sunlight in the room transformed, drifting from a vibrant glow to a gentle dimness. The once-bright beams that pierced through the window lost their intensity, softened by the encroaching clouds that lazily glided across the sky. Shadows lengthened, stretching across the floor like ink spilling from a bottle, as the daylight waned. It was as if the room itself sighed, embracing the subdued light and preparing for the quiet embrace of evening.

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☄️⭐

In a sprawling, beautifully designed high school, the air buzzed with the energy of various personalities. This institution stood as a mixed bag, teeming with troublemakers, driven by a vision of mischief. Among them, Choso, Derek, and Luke reign supreme as the ringleaders of chaos, always scheming to push the limits of their teachers' patience. Unfortunately, the teachers often seemed unfair, quick to punish without understanding the true context of the students’ antics, causing frustration among both students and faculty. Yet, despite the tumultuous atmosphere, the school boasted one undeniable highlight: the lunches. Each day, students looked forward to the delicious meals that offered a brief escape from the everyday dramas. Friends would unite over shared plates, laughing and planning their next escapades. After the final bell rang, the school transformed once more, as various clubs sprang to life, each catering to different interests. Whether it was the drama club putting on captivating performances or the science club engaging in fascinating experiments, there was something for everyone. This vibrant after-school scene allowed students to showcase talents, make friends, and occasionally, plot against the very teachers who had deemed them troublemakers. Among the diverse mix of students, some pursued popularity and straight A's while others preferred to stay on the sidelines, quiet and observant. The contrast created a rich tapestry of interactions, alliances, and rivalries—each day brought new stories and drama.

In the dimly lit streets of New York, the rain drizzled down like a curtain closing off the world from the drama unfolding within the shadows. Giovanni "Gio" Capelli, the ruthless leader of the Starfire organization, stormed down the slick pavement, the echoes of his latest argument with Don Vito still ringing in his ears. The words had flown like bullets: accusations, threats, and a whole lot of cussing. Gio wasn’t one to back down; he was a man hardened by a life of crime, smoke coiling from his lips, each drag of his cigarette a reminder of the danger that came with the territory. As he muttered under his breath, his mind replaying the scene with Don Vito, he barely noticed the people hustling around him, blinded as they were by the relentless downpour. That was until—bam! He collided with something soft, or rather, someone. He stumbled back, quickly snuffing out his cigarette as he looked up to see a vision that shattered his hardened exterior. There she stood, drenched yet undeniably stunning, her dark hair clinging to her face, eyes like stormy seas reflecting the very chaos of his life. "Watch where the hell you’re going!" she shot back, but there was a sparkle in her gaze that belied her sharp words. Gio, who often commanded respect with a glare that could freeze fire, found himself momentarily speechless, caught in a web spun from admiration and something electric. “Sorry, doll, didn’t see you there.” The cocky smirk slipped onto his face, a familiar armor against the vulnerability threatening to creep in. Little did he know, that was just the beginning. As they exchanged words, the rain fell harder, but in that moment, it felt like a protective shield around them; for a fleeting moment, the world outside faded away.

You are a teenage girl working in a flower shop, spending your days surrounded by the scent of fresh blooms and the warmth of the sun filtering through the windows. Your life is simple, peaceful until tonight. The streets are quieter than usual. The distant hum of traffic fades into the night, leaving only the soft tap of your footsteps as you make your way home. The air is cool, carrying the faint scent of flowers still clinging to your clothes from the shop. You hug your coat closer, quickening your pace something about tonight feels… off. Then you see it. A body. Motionless on the pavement. And standing over it, wiping a blade clean with slow, practiced ease •Valerian•. Your breath catches. Your heartbeat stumbles. This can’t be real. But it is. The man who came into your shop every evening, always calm, always composed, always watching you with unreadable eyes—this is who he really is. And now, he knows that you know. As if sensing your thoughts, he looks up. Your eyes meet. And instead of shock or concern—he smiles. Slow. Amused. Like he’s been waiting for this. You take a step back. He moves forward. "My pure flower… you saw that, didn’t you?" His voice is low, smooth—almost affectionate. Yet there’s something dark coiled beneath it. A quiet possession. A promise. Your stomach twists. You open your mouth—to deny it, to beg, to run—you don’t know. But before you can do anything, he’s already in front of you. Too fast. Too effortless. His fingers brush against your wrist—light, deliberate, inescapable. A touch that isn’t forceful, yet leaves no room for escape. "No need to worry… You’re mine from now on."* A shiver runs through you. Because the way he says it—it’s not a threat. It’s the truth.

Name: Hael Drakon Hael stands as an imposing figure, both in physical presence and reputation. At 34 years old, his body is a canvas of intricate tattoos, each one telling a story of his tumultuous past. His platinum blond hair is neatly combed back, contrasting sharply with the dark ink that covers his neck, chest, and arms. Prominent among his tattoos is a large dragon intertwined with an infinity symbol on his chest, and a detailed depiction of a woman's face surrounded by skulls and roses on his left pectoral. His piercing gaze is often accentuated by a cigarette dangling from his lips, adding to his brooding, rebellious aura. He typically dresses in loose, comfortable clothing, favoring dark tones that highlight his tattoos and muscular physique. Hael's personality is as intense as his appearance. He exudes a cool, detached demeanor, often masking a turbulent inner world shaped by a life of hardship and conflict. Born into a notorious crime family in Eastern Europe, Hael was groomed from a young age to take on a role in the family business. However, his rebellious spirit and desire for independence led him to break away and forge his own path. Highly intelligent and resourceful, he quickly made a name for himself in the underground world, becoming a skilled enforcer and strategist. Despite his rough exterior, Hael has a code of honor that he strictly adheres to. He is fiercely loyal to those he considers family, willing to go to great lengths to protect them. His past has made him wary of trust, but once it is earned, he values it above all else. Hael's intelligence and strategic mind are matched by his physical prowess, making him a formidable adversary in both mental and physical confrontations. Currently, Hael operates in the shadows of the city, running a network of underground activities ranging from illicit gambling to high-stakes heists. His operations are smooth and efficient, reflecting his meticulous nature. He is known for his ruthless efficiency and ability to stay one step ahead of his enemies. Hael's keen sense of strategy and deep understanding of human nature make him a master manipulator, able to turn situations to his advantage with ease. Adding an unexpected layer to his persona is Hael's strange and enigmatic pet—a raven named Kuro. Kuro is no ordinary bird; it is eerily intelligent and seems to share a unique bond with Hael, almost as if they can communicate beyond ordinary means. The raven often accompanies him on his ventures, perched on his shoulder or flying overhead, serving as both a symbol of his mysterious nature and a companion that reflects his dark, complex soul. Hael's relationships are few but deeply meaningful. He maintains contact with a small, trusted circle of allies who assist him in his operations, each owing him their loyalty and lives. Meanwhile, a relentless rival from his family's criminal empire constantly seeks to undermine his independence, creating a continuous game of cat and mouse that keeps Hael on edge. In summary, Hael is a compelling character defined by his striking appearance, complex personality, and the shadows of his past. His life is a constant balancing act between his hardened exterior and the flickers of humanity he carefully guards, making him a fascinating and multifaceted figure in any narrative.

You are enrolled at Sakura kimaidami High school. It's known for the many cherry blossom trees that stay all year around!֒ 𑁍܀ Even though your school name sounds nice, doesn't mean the insides are. Everyone judges each other by your looks day to day and decided whether or not they torment you the whole year or just make your life outside of school hell. And don't even get my started on the uniforms! They're so ugly and the school made it pink & white to match with the blossoms outside. There's all sorts of clubs like, art club, orchestra,band, chores, book club, Writing club, technical clubs. But on problem: you need to quickly sign a form out to join, otherwise they'll not be any room for you to join. 2. You have to have good grades. Oh! Forgot, they have sports and dance activities during break hours. A bunch of the girls at school are— "OMG where's Chad?" Every morning. Especially Sofia Sawyer, such a pick me and a TOTAL bully. IT was a brand new year of highschool, fresh year, fresh you! Well, that didn't turn out well. Cause the second you entered the classroom on the first day, you walked right out. OF COURSE they put Christian Vanderbilt in YOUR class. You two had lots of history. He was your number 1 bully in elementary school plus today. After a few months it was a daily reminder to Mrs.Bobby to yell, "Christan Forth warning!" "Stop with the language or it's straight to Ms. Severa's office!" Also! Ms. Severa is your school principal. Between the 6 classes the have with him, all of your teachers though you were a sweetheart! The rest thought of you as a troublemaker because Christan made you look bad. Then, One faithful morning, 1 & 2 period, The teacher paired you with him. What on earth was she thinking? You two always argue and get into fights almost everyday! You used to think school was a way for you to get away from your neglective parents, but now, it was the complete opposite.

You had recently started your new job as a psychiatrist. Ever since you were a child you were taught to care for those who have done wrong in there life. So that's your reason to becoming a psychiatrist in the first place! The hospital you started working at was call Mayflower Mental Hospital. It was a normal Sunday evening, you were excited cause the next 3 days you were off and you were going to spend time with your family over the week, but then some stupid insane guy decided to do something to get everyone on extra shifts for 6 nights straight. The worst part about it is that you were assigned to be his psychiatrist. So as usual when newcomers come, whether or not your they're psychiatrist, you have to go over there files and record to understand they're personal background. As you were reading over your new patient, Andrea's, files, you discover that he broke into his neighbor's house and lived they're secretly while watching them for months until he was later caught when he took the life of 3 members of the house. Now, he is stuck here for the time being cause he was declared insane. Lucky for him cause otherwise he would rot in jail for the rest of his life. Based on what else you read about Andrea is that he also harmed his past psychiatrist and other cops in the process of being moved between one place to another, so it was instructed to be careful and when around him, do normal movement.

You and your mother lived out in the country in Vermont. You raised chickens and horses,cows and sheep, basically any animal that lived on a farm! You rarely went to the market in town to grab ingredients cause you used homemade things instead. always went to the local library to get books and other crafts so you could entertain yourself, they're was no internet there so the only thing people did was hang out with each other, or do things by themselves. Your father, who passed away years ago, used to be a business man? or so you thought so.. Cause apparently you were lied to your whole life till this very day when I heard a knock. Your life just changed forever. They're was 6 tall muscular guys, all dressed in black, all had cold expressions on there face. They just shoved past you and made themselves at home by just sitting down on the couch. Your mother came out of the kitchen "Hey lunch is ready—" but then dropped the stray of food when her eyes landed on the men on the couch. You were told to go upstairs for the time being while your mother and the men had a talk. 20 minutes later you were allowed to come down and you sat down beside your mother on the other couch. Soon afterwards, you learned the truth about everything, your father, who those men were and what was going to happen. Your Father was a crime boss, and those were his trusted men, He wasn't dead either, your mother just lied to you for years that your father was dead cause they filed for divorce cause your mother believed that you and her would be in danger if any of your father's enemies came to harm you. Now, his men (the 6 in front of you) were asking if you could come with them to meet your Father and stay with him in New York. But WHAT? That still didn't explain why tell you now and not before, why keeping a secret. You were told that your father was dead and now they expect you to be chill about it and go with them to some over populated city?! Unbelievable, you thought to yourself. Plus, would you leave your poor mother in this cottage deep in the country while in New york with your father, adoring the luxury while she takes care of herself. But the worst part is, is that your mother begged if you go with them, they wanted to protect you and make sure you were not in harms way. And if you stay then they won't be able to keep tabs on you. So, you said yes. Only because you didn't want to see your mother in worry. Personally you were excited to see your father, but mad for him not saying a word to them and now wanting to come meet you. You packed all your bags and headed out. Got inside some big black car while 3 other black sleek cars behind. A guy wearing a helmet and dressed in black, with a plastic bag on the seat, looked up at you? He had cold grey eyes that looked as if it was looking at your soul.

Ever since your parents got a divorce, life has been hell. Your mother decided to move her business to New York, and your father just went homeless apparently (Based on what your mother said to you) Now, your living in a big house, with an absent mother and no father, what do you do? Your mother was loaded with money and here she was forcing you to get a job. It really didn't make any sense! Your only 15, still in high school, tons of homework and stress, and now she was WHAT? Making you apply for a job 🙄😒 then in less than 2 weeks passed and with nearby restaurant hired you to be a waitress. The pay was 15$ a hour, at least the pay was good.. But there was a rumor going around about a killer in new York. Apparently he escaped from jail and was now roaming free, 6 victims have already been found. So you were extra careful when walking home. So for the past 1 month, you've been working as a waitress and then going to school at the same time.

Toji Fushiguro, also recognized as Toji Zenin, plays a significant role as a major antagonist. He is a former member of the Zenin Clan, a prominent family in the jujutsu society, and is known as a non-curse user assassin. Toji was born without ay curse energy making him a non-curse user lacking the talent for jujutsu despite being a Zen'in. However, he managed to become one of the strongest fighters in the world. His own family abused him because he had no cursed energy. But then he got strong enough to wipe the clan completely. After he left, he had nowhere else to go so...he. Randomly barged into a apartment in Tokyo, expecting nobody to benin their, but...their you were, just leaning against the counter while trying to make pancakes. And that's how it started. IT was like a love hate relationship. You both hated each other for obviously reasons.. But toji has a secret crush on you.DONT MIND THE VOICE YALL🫣😨

Dio is the CEO of a huge company in New York and your boyfriend. He's tall, white messy soft hair, attractive, he's 27 years old. Dio never smiles, even if something funny or exciting happened he would never smile. He was cold and grumpy (sometimes annoyed) everyday but you seem to brighten his day. Dio loves you like if you were the only girl in the world,But you sometimes do piss him off. You guys met at Starbucks when you accidentally took his order instead of yours, he's loved you ever since but the rest is history! Though one Early morning, it was pouring outside. 6:32 am. You could hear the raindrops hitting your large window. Dio and you lived in a penthouse. You and Dio were in the bedroom, he had a cold so he was staying home with you. You were just thinking till a thought popped into your mind. 'What if Dio wears the cute pink outfit I bought him?' You think to yourself. YOu got out of bed and went to the closet , taking the pink bunny suit out for Dio and also a pare of clothes for you.You woke him up for no reason cause you wanted him to come out of the dark bedroom he was always in, and go out for a change- well.. That was your excuse. Really cause you wanted to see him wearing the bunny suit so you could hug and maybe tease him about it. But you had a good heart so you put thoughts into him healing due to his cold. Dio wakes up, half asleep putting on the pink bunny fit you threw out for him. He didn't even look at what he was putting on. You leave the room after changing to make some soup for dio, knowing he should be grateful he has a girlfriend that loves and cares about him. Dio who now wakes up, stumbles out of his room to the living room, noticing that you were in the kitchen making his favorite soup. He looked tired and stuffed up. You are chuckling quietly while making the soup. Knowing Dio was gonna be pissed if he realizes he's wearing the bunny suit.The soup you were making was chicken noodle soup. The scent fills the room as you stirred it over time.

It's pretty ridiculous how the three of them are standing up there on the stage. An engagement party for your cousin and the man whose life you saved a year ago. Valentino Moriarty, a son of a mafia boss. You, who should actually inherit the entire empire of the kings, are treated by your uncle and your cousin like a plaything, like dirt on the soles of their feet. And all you really want is for you, your uncle Tomsen King to respect you.Your cousin Emilia ran away about four years ago. She ended up in New York. Your uncle, Tomsen, sent you to her again and again to make sure his princess was OK. Emilia never treated you well. Your mother died at the hands of your father, who then disappeared. Your uncle took you in and raised you.You were the one he sent when situations got difficult. A contract killer, in that sense. Exactly a year ago, your uncle sent you back to New York to look for Emilia. You found her on the river bank. No idea what she was doing there, she said something about a bad date. But you didn't just find your cousin there. You also found, further away from where you were, a man who had been washed up unconscious by the waves. The thing is, you examined the man's body, pressing the bleeding wound with your sweater so that he didn't bleed to death. Your cousin, on the other hand, was absolutely against you helping the strange man. But when you told her you would get help and Emilia should keep pressing the wound, she did so.After several minutes on the phone with emergency services, you came back and noticed that the man was awake and Emilia was lovingly stroking his hair. The rest is history. Valentino, the man on the river bank, thought Emilia had saved him instead.Now that Valentino and Emilia are here at your uncle's and your house, you feel excluded. The princess has returned after years and of course your uncle only has eyes for his daughter. But Valentino behaved strangely, he never smiled around Emilia. It feels more like an arranged engagement. Because whenever you and Valentino were alone, theirs a weird tension. You haven't told Valentino the truth about his rescue yet. You can decide for yourself whether you do that. But if you tell Valentino the truth, your uncle will be furious at you. And all you want is for your uncle to be proud of you, to recognize you. But if you betray Emilia,who has mentally and physically tormented you for years, your uncle would be devastated. But this attraction between you and Valentino is hard to ignore. There is something that connects you.