•~~~•Student council president X typical school bad girl•~~~• •~~~•switched roles•~~~• Requested by: Bradshaw Lynn •~~~•About You:•~~~• Name: You choose Age: 18 Role: The school's troublemaker, the girl who breaks rules just to see who'll try to stop her. Vibe: Messy eyeliner, combat boots, skips class like it's a sport. Sarcastic smile, unreadable eyes. Secret: She acts like nothing matters-but she feels everything. Too much. And he's the one person who makes her feel seen... and it terrifies her •~~~•About Him:•~~~• Name: Elijah Crane Age: 18 Role: Student Council President Vibe: Clean-cut, straight-A, future Ivy League. Always one step ahead, except when it comes to you. Secret: He's tired of being perfect. And you're the only thing that ever makes him want to mess up. •~~~•Your POV:•~~~• He's all rules and ties and knowing looks. And still, I can't stop watching him. Elijah Crane-golden boy, perfect smile, annoying posture. He should hate me. Maybe he does. But I swear he stares too long when he thinks I'm not looking. And I wish he'd do more than stare. Because I'm so tired of being fire with no one to burn for. •~~~•His POV:•~~~• She's loud. Unfiltered. Always late. And yet... when she walks into the room, it's like gravity resets. Y/N is chaos bottled in eyeliner and leather. I should keep my distance. But she looks at me like she dares me to break the rules and maybe I want to. God, maybe I want to more than anything.

•~~~•typical school bad girl X Student Council president•~~~• •~~~•GL•~~~• Requested by: Lavinia Asimov 🎀 •~~~••~~~••~~~••~~~••~~~••~~~••~~~••~~~••~~~••~~~••~~~••~~~••~~~• •~~~•ABOUT HER:•~~~ Age: 18 Role: School Rebel / Bad Girl Vibe: Combat boots, smudged eyeliner, permanent detention list Secret: She notices everything, especially Y/N. And Y/N is her one weakness-the only person who feels like home. •~~~•ABOUT YOU:•~~~ Age: 18 Role: Student Council President Vibe: Top of the class, polished perfection, high expectations Secret: She's tired of always being "good." Tired of pretending. Zara is the only one who makes her feel real. •~~~•HER POV:•~~~• She's perfect. Too perfect. Buttoned-up words and that calm mask she never lets slip-except around me. I live to break her edges. Y/N acts like she's got the whole world balanced. But I know pressure when I see it. She's holding it all in... and one day, she'll break. And I want to be there when she does. Not to hurt her. But to be the one she lets go with. •~~~•YOUR POV:•~~~• She walks in like she owns the world-loud, wild, magnetic. And I hate that I feel my heart stutter every time. I'm supposed to have it all together, supposed to not care. But Zara Wilder looks at me like she sees every mask I wear. And when she smirks, I feel seen. Really seen. It's terrifying... and addicting. I want to stay away. But some part of me wants her to pull me in.

•~~~•Typical school bad boy X Student Council president•~~~• •~~~•BL Version•~~~• Requested by: Lavinia Asimov 🎀 •~~~•About him:•~~~• Age: 18 Role: School Bad Boy Vibe: Fights, skips class, always smells like smoke and danger Secret: He's sharper than anyone thinks-and Y/N is the only one he actually cares about •~~~•About you:•~~~• (A Boy) Age: 18 Role: Student Council President Vibe: Impeccable, smart, calm on the outside-breaking inside Secret: He's tired of pretending everything's fine. Zane is the only one who sees him •~~~•Your POV:•~~~• I hate him. Or I should. Zane Wilder is everything I shouldn't let near me. But he sees through the walls I built-laughs like he knows I'm faking it all. Every time he looks at me, it's like my skin's too tight. I shouldn't feel this. I shouldn't want him. But when he smirks at me like I'm already his... God, I want to fall. And it terrifies me that part of me already has. •~~~•His POV:•~~~• He's too clean.Too perfect. But behind those clipped words and stiff posture, he's unraveling. And I see it-every time he stares like he hates me for making him feelBut I hate pretending too. Y/N's not like the others. He's soft where I'm rough, quiet where I burn. And still, he's the only one I want to touch without breaking. I want to ruin him slowly-or maybe save him. I don't even know the difference anymore. (Sorry for making you wait!)

•~~~••~~~•Requested by: KimSoo-leepark•~~~••~~~• •~~~•She doesn't even know what she does to me. The way she hums while folding laundry, how she bites her lip when she's focused. It's not just love-it's need. She gave me a home I didn't know I was missing. And when our son crawls into her lap and she smiles like that? I swear, my heart aches.•~~~• •~~~•ABOUT HIM:•~~~• Name: Ezra Vaughn Age: 29 Role: Kind, soft-spoken husband and devoted dad Vibe: Flannel shirts, gentle hands, total pushover for his wife and son Secret: He panics every time he messes up around the kid, but plays it cool •~~~•ABOUT YOU:•~~~• Name: y/n Vaughn Age: 28 Vibe: Coffee in one hand, toddler in the other, sanity holding on by a thread Secret: Loves watching Ezra fumble through fatherhood because it's adorable •~~~•HIS POV:•~~~• Some days I still can't believe they're mine. Y/N, with her tired eyes and soft smile, and our little boy who somehow already runs the house. I was always a little lost before her drifting. Now? I come home, and everything makes sense. Even the mess. Even the noise. Especially the way she looks at me when she thinks I'm not watching. She's everything. And our son? He's proof we did something right. •~~~•YOUR POV:•~~~• Ezra kisses me like he still can't believe I'm real. Holds our son like he's made of stars. And I watch them-laughing, playing, completely in sync-and I feel this ache. Not sadness. Just... fullness. I used to dream about a love that felt safe and wild all at once. I never thought l'd get it. But Ezra showed up-clumsy, kind, and all heart. And now he's mine. Ours. And I wouldn't trade this chaos for anything. •~~~•I thought love would be fireworks. But this is quieter. Steadier. It's brushing my hair behind my ear. It's holding my hand in the grocery line. It's looking at him and thinking. Yeah, he's my safe place.•~~~• (You can choose your kids name)

•~~~•Typical school bad boy X Student council president•~~~• Requested by: GenyaWithAGun •~~~•about you:•~~~• Name: you can choose. Age: 18 Role: Student Council President Vibe: Perfect on the outside-top grades, top control, top walls. Secret: She's tired of pretending. And he's the only person who makes her feel anything real. •~~~•About him:•~~~• Name: Zane Wilder Age: 18 Role: School bad boy. He fights, skips class and smokes. Vibe: Leather jacket, bruised knuckles, always in trouble. Secret: He's smarter than anyone knows. And y/n? She's his only real weakness. •~~~•your POV:•~~~• He's chaos. Loud, sharp, untouchable. And I hate that I notice every time he walks in late. Hate that I feel something when our eyes lock. I'm supposed to be the example. He's the warning. But lately... He's all I think about. There's something about the way he looks at me like he sees the cracks no one else does. Like he likes them. •~~~•His POV:•~~~• She's perfect-clean lines, sharp eyes, clipped words. But I know fake smiles when I see them. Y/N is a hurricane in a teacup. And God, I want to tip it over. She watches me like I'm the enemy, but she doesn't look away. I should stay away. Girls like her don't survive boys like me. And I don't either. But I've never been good at rules. Especially when she's the one making them. •~~~•I'm not good. I never was. But with her? I almost want to be. And that scares the hell out of me. Because I've never wanted anything like I want her.•~~~•

•~~~••~~~• Requested by: GenvaWithAGun •~~~••~~~• •~~~•Old childhood friends reunited as coworkers•~~~• About you: Name: you can choose Age: 25 Role: Senior designer. Confident, Collected, Pretends she forgot everything. Secret: She never stopped wondering why he left. About him: Name: Rhett Lawson Age: 26 Role: New art director in the company you work. Cool, funny but not over her. Secret: He left because his family forced him to move overnight and he was too ashamed to tell her. Your POV: He's taller now. Still smug. Still the same damn eyes. I wish I could forget how they used to look at me. We were kids. Stupid. Close. Then he disappeared like I meant nothing. Now he's across the hall, acting like we're strangers. But I see the way he looks at me when he thinks I'm not watching. Like maybe he regrets it. Like maybe he still remembers us too. I hate that part of me wants to ask if he does. His POV: I thought time would kill it. the guilt, the way she haunted every silence. But seeing her now? It wrecks me. She locks stronger. Colder. Like she never needed me at all. But I see it in her eyes. The hurt, the questions I left behind. I want to say sorry. I want to touch her. But I don't get to want her anymore Not after I left her in the dark and called it protection. She was my home. And I burned it down. •~~~••~~~• have fun! •~~~••~~~•

•~~~•Bodyguard x Mafia Princess•~~~• •~~~•Every woman looks at him like he's theirs. Like they have a chance. They don't. He barely looks back except at me. And when he does... it's not soft. It's a warning. A promise. I pretend I don't care. I laugh. I flirt with safer men. But none of them make me feel like he does•~~~• About you: Name: u can Choose Age: 24 Role: Mafia princess, trained to rule, but caged like glass by her father, she's craving danger she can't touch. Secret: She's been secretly testing every bodyguard to see who'll break first. (Hoping her father will give up looking for a bodyguard for her) About him: Name: Damion Rook Age: 29 Role: Ex-hitman, now forced into babysitting the one woman he shouldn't even look at Personality: harsh, cold, serious, possessive and obsessive Your POV: He's silent. Always watching. Like he's deciding whether to protect me or ruin me. I hate how calm he is. How cold. But when he's near, my thoughts blur. I feel safer. And more in danger than ever. I don't know what scares me more - that he could kill for me... or that I'd let him. His POV: She's off-limits. Untouchable. But the way she looks at me? Like she knows I'd burn the world if she asked. I'm not a good man. I've done things. But she makes me want to be worse. For her. With her. And one day, if she keeps looking at me like that... I might not stop myself. •~~~•She’s not mine. Can never be. But sometimes when she walks past… I think about what it would cost to maker her mine anyways.•~~~•

•~~~•Kidnapper•~~~• She smiled at me like I wasn't a monster. So now I'Il show her what happens to girls who make devils feel human. Full name: Ronan DeLuca Age: 29 Nationality: Korean, Japanese and American (couldn't choose, so l do all 3) Title: Mafia Boss of the DeLuca Syndicate Personality: Cold. Possessive. Obsessed, Doesn't scream, he whispers and commands. Appearance: Black tattoos under his collar, jawline, always smells like danger and something expensive Obsession: y/n, she looked at him once in a crowded room. Smiled but didn't know who he was. About you: Age: 26 Role: Young tech And fashion CEO (couldn't choose again). smart, powerful, untouchable. until now Personality: Controlled, sarcastic, refuses to show fear but Ronan makes her feel something dangerous Appearance: you can choose Fear: Not of death but of wanting the man who tookeverything His POV: She doesn't belong in my world, but she stepped into it the second she looked at me like I wasn't made of blood. I watched her. Followed her. Studied the way she touches her coffee cup, how many birthmarks and scars she has on her body. Then l took her. Not to hurt her. Not to ransom her. I took her because she's mine. She just doesn't know it yet. Your POV: He watched me. I didn't know it then - but I felt it. Like a shadow I couldn't shake. And now I'm here. Woods. Dirt.His voice in my ear. "Run." I should scream. But all I hear is my heart and his breath. And I hate that the scariest part... is how much I want to run just slow enough to be caught. He didn't take me for money. He took me because I made the mistake of existing.

•~~~Boss x Employee~~~• Requested by: emmaluvsxxq •~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~• I shouldn't want her. She's a problem I should fire. But I don't. I want to own the fire she keeps trying to hide About him: Full name: Damien Wolfe Age: 29 Nationality: Korean and American Role: CEO of Wolfe Corp (and secretly involved in organized crime) Personality: Cold, dominant, dangerously calm, unreadable Looks: Tall, broad frame, black and messy hair, icy green eyes, sharp jaw, always in suits Known For: Making grown men nervous with a single look Biggest Weakness: She looks at me like I'm just a man. not a monster. That's the problem About you: Age: 26 Role: Executive assistant to Damien Wolfe Personality: whatever you want but Bold, stubborn, book-smart, secretly vulnerable Looks: whatever u want Loves: books (choose what genre), rainy days, choose the rest Biggest Weakness: His silence. It wraps around me tighter than any words ever could. Damien's POV: She walks into my office like she owns it. The others flinch. She meets my eyes like she's daring me to blink. She's reckless and I don't know if I want to fire her... or see how long it takes before she begs. You‘r POV: He doesn't speak unless he's cutting someone down. But when he looks at me something shifts. I should be scared. I'm not. That's the dangerous, part. I want to know what's hiding behind that perfect control. He watches me like he's already decided what to do with me. Like I'm a game he's too bored to play and too obsessed to stop. I hate how my heart races when he steps close. He's my boss. Untouchable. But every time he looks at me like that. I forget why I should run.

I didn’t ask for a wife. I didn’t ask for HER. She walks in like she owns the room, her eyes sharp like blades. And suddenly my quiet hell becomes a battlefield. About him: Name: Silas Maddox Age: 26 Nationality: Korean and American Role: Mafia Boss Personality: Controlled, intimidating, ruthless with everyone but maybe her Occupation: Head of the Maddox crime family Looks: white hair, ocean blue eyes, scar on his chest, has tattoos down his arms Secret: He killed for power. Now he fears he'll kill to keep her. Biggest Weakness: The sound of her voice when she says his name like she hates him, the way she moves her body, just literally her but he tries to push his feelings away. About you: Age: 24 Role: Mafia Wife (Arranged Marriage) and the CEO of her own company Personality: Strong-willed, sharp tongue, sassy, stubborn, soft heart hidden under steel Loves: Reading romance, thriller and dark romance novels to escape her cold reality, rainy days, night, music Looks: Your choice, but always composed even when she's unraveling inside Secret: She's afraid she might actually want to stay Biggest Weakness: The way his voice drops when they're alone and how he makes her feel His POV: Her silence. The way she looks at me like she sees everything - even the parts I buried in blood. She's not afraid of the monster. That's what makes her dangerous. When she walks away without a word, I want to chase her. When she fights me, I want to lose. And when she says my name like it's a threat... God help me, I want to ruin her and worship her in the same breath. Your POV: I keep reading, pretending he's just background noise. But my chest tightens every time he's near. I hate how his silence screams louder than words. He makes me feel trapped and wild all at once and I hate that I'm already losing this fight. He looks at me like I ruined his life just by breathing the same air. Fine. I didn’t want this marriage either. But if he thinks I’ll bow to him, he’s dead wrong.

•~~~~~~~~~~When a hostage steals your heart.. who’s really trapped?~~~~~~~~~~• Name: Nico D‘Amari Age: 25 Role: Heir of the Nero Syndicate - the most feared mafia empire in the city Vibe: cold, calculating, never shows weakness. The city calls him a ghost - untouchable, deadly, beautiful like a knife. Weakness: Rage hidden under ice. Loyalty to his family.. and maybe her?.. Reputation: He never speaks twice. If you hear his voice it’s already too late. About you: Name: you can choose. Age: 22 Role: daughter of the Valenti Family - sworn rivals of the Nero’s. Vibe: seductive, dangerous Weakness: pride. Your forbidden attraction to him Reputation: She‘ll steal your heart and stab it before the second beat •~~~~~•Your pov:•~~~~~• They said he was a monster. Cold. Deadly. But the way he looks at me in the dark… it’s not hate I see. It’s hunger •~~~~~•His POV:•~~~~~• Shes my enemy. Now she’s my obsession. I took her for power.. Now she’s my obsession.. •~~~~~•Trust is poison. Betrayal is inevitable. But desire? That might just kill them both. Because some love story’s were never meant to have a happy ending..•~~~~~• •~~~~Playlist because why not?~~~~• Do I wanna know? - Arctic Monkeys Control - Halsey I wanna be yours - Arctic Monkeys You can be the boss - Lana Del Rey Believer - Imagine Dragons Wicked games - The Weeknd HAVE FUN GUYS

They were rivals in boardrooms and headlines-both ruthless, both brilliant. But when profit forced partnership, desire threatened to bankrupt them both •~~~~~~~~~~~• about him: •~~~~~~~~~~~~~• Name: Han Seok-Min Age: 27 From: Soul, Korea Position: dominant CEO of a tech corporation Vibe: Ruthless, composed, speaks when necessary Strength: Strategic, intimidating under pressure Weakness: She's the only one who gets under his skin Goal: Protect his empire-and not let her distract him (He can be really possesive and overprotective jealous if he want to.) •~~~~~~~~ about you:•~~~~~~~~~~• You can be anything you want but you’re a CEO. (You have to work together with him because of your guys business profit. •~~~~~~~~~~~~~• His POV: •~~~~~~~~~~~• She walks into the room like she owns it- heels sharp, eyes sharper. Our companies are merging. Just business. But nothing about her is "just." I lean back, voice cold. "Let's get one thing clear-I don't like you." She doesn't flinch. She smirk. It pisses me off how much that smirk gets to me. •~~~~~~~~~~~~~• your POV: •~~~~~~~~~~~~~~• He's exactly what I expected. Tall. Polished. Arrogant. When he says, "I don't like you," It's not news. "Good," I reply smoothly. "I'm not here to be liked. I'm here to win." He narrows his eyes. And for one second, I see something crack behind them-interest. Game on, CEO. (Have fun)

They hated each other in public-snapping words and sharpened glares. But behind the silence and scowls, something else was burning. Something neither of them dared name. •~~~~~~~~~~~~about him:~~~~~~~~~~~• Name: Min Jae-Hyun (ElH a) From: Soul, Korea Age: 19 Personality: Cold, guarded, strategic Strength: Sharp mind, unreadable Weakness: Terrified of emotional vulnerability Publicly: He acts like he can't stand her Privately: He's scared of how much she gets under his skin about vou: Everything you want A •~~~~~~~~~~~His POV:~~~~~~~~~~• She's infuriating. Loud. Always in my way. Always acting like she knows me. But somehow, she's close enough to touch the things I keep buried. "Why do you always push me away?" I ask, flatly-like I don't care. I do. And that's the problem. If she gets close, she'll see I'm not made of ice. And I can't risk that. •~~~~~~~~~~your POV:~~~~~~~~~~~• He says it like a threat-"Why do you always push me away?" Min Jae-Hyun doesn't want me close, but he doesn't want me gone either. The truth is: I hate that I care. Hate that he might. So I say it, cold as I can: "Because the closer you get, the more I care -and I can't afford to." Neither of us is good at softness. But that doesn't stop it from creeping in. Have fun guys🫶🏻🗿 If u guys have any requests pls writ it in the comments I literally have no ideas 😭🙏

They stood on opposite sides of a deadly game… but behind the power plays and cold stares, a dangerous spark was beginning to burn. ——————————————————about him: ————————————————————————— Name: Hyun Walker Age: 23 Date of Birth: October 15 Nationality: Korean-American Occupation: Mafia Boss - Head of the Walker Crime Family Residence: A heavily guarded estate on the outskirts of the city Relationship Status: Single (emotionally unavailable... or so he claims) Btw he’s rich. Like really rich. ————————————————————about you: —————————————————————————— You can be anything you want but you’re fiery, strong, independent, 21 years old and you don’t like it when someone owns you. And you’re a girl (sorry boys) ——————————————————His POV: ————————————————— She walked in like she owned the damn room. too proud to be anyone's pawn. Her father's desperation was pathetic. I didn't want his money anymore. I wanted her. I told him, low and steady, "Your debt's settled when she's with me. No more games." The power was mine. Always has been. ————————————————————your POV: —————————————————————————— I walked in, heart pounding, but I kept my chin high. I wasn't some prize to be traded. Then I heard him-cold, calm, like a predator sizing me up. "She's worth more than your debt. She stays with me until it's paid." I wanted to shout, to deny it all. but deep down, I knew this was just the start of something I couldn't control. Have fun guys!🫶🏻

When pride is on the line.. will love take the checkered flag? ———————————————————————————————————————————————— They said the racetrack was no place for feelings... but sparks flew faster than the cars we drove. ———————————————————————————————————————————————— Name: Ash Calder Nickname: "The Iceburn" - cold on the outside, burns everything in his path Age: 24 Height: 6'7 (201 cm) (god I suck for tall man 😫😭🙏) Hometown: soul, Korea Nickname: "The Iceburn" - cold on the outside, burns everything in his path Team: Vortex Eclipse Racing Driving Style: Sharp, fearless, calculated like a chess grandmaster behind the wheel —Driving Style:— Sharp, fearless, calculated like a chess grandmaster behind the wheel —Strengths:— Laser-sharp focus under pressure Strategic and ruthless on the track Media magnet (has millions of fans - and he knows it) —Weaknesses:— Arrogance (or is it just confidence?) Emotionally guarded Refuses to let anyone get too close (Or can you change that?) Is a womanizer Looks: messy, pitch black hair (like he just walked off the track- or out of trouble) Piercing Green eyes with that „I know you’re watching me“ stare —————————————————————————————————————————————————— We were rivals on the track... But behind the helmets and headlines a different kind of heat was building. ———————————————————————————————————————————————— About you: everything you want but you’re an formula 1 racer and you’re bold, smart, confident and powerful. (Btw you guys are enemies) (have fun)❤️ ——— btw you guys are on an festival for all formula 1 racer. Before that you had an face. He got first place and you second place.