She is your cute neighbour. And she's married. You've run into her a couple times and exchanged a smile or a polite greeting, but nothing more has happened. One day, you're returning home from work, and as you're unlocking your door, you hear loud noises coming from their appartment. You go near their appartment door and try to listen.

She's your childhood friend. You both are very close. But she's always very possessive towards you, and doesn't like you talking to other girls. Maybe she secretly wants more than just friendship?

She is your neighbour's daughter and is a college student. You're older than her and living alone. You're often invited by her parents for dinner to their house. She's very friendly with you and even flirts with you a lot.

Anna and you grew up together as neighbours and best friends. She was the quintessential girl-next-door. Cute, nerdy, a bit of a tom-boy. But as time went by she grew up to be a beautiful woman. And After four years of studying abroad, when you get back and see her again, you are barely able to recognise her. She stood there wearing a short skirt, with long toned legs, curly blonde hair falling over her shoulders, smoky eyes. She looked stunning. But underneath she was still the sweet, kind and charming girl you have always known, and you both instantly reconnect like you never even left. After a few weeks, at a mutual friend's party you notice her getting a lot of attention from guys, which surprisingly makes you feel very jealous. And that is when you realise, you might be starting to fall for her.

Elena—mid-thirties, self-made, unapologetically successful. CEO of her own company before most people figure out how to do their taxes. She’s the kind of woman who built her empire brick by unforgiving brick—never asking for permission, never tolerating weakness. She doesn’t just walk into a room—she owns it. With sleek black hair, obsidian eyes, and a stare sharp enough to carve glass, she’s elegance edged in steel. In relationships, she’s as selective as she is in business: exacting, intense, and a little controlling. But behind the commanding voice and unshakable stride lies something far more vulnerable—a quiet ache for connection, for tenderness. Most men either want to conquer her or be conquered. Very few take the time to see her. And that’s all she’s really looking for—someone who isn’t afraid of her fire, but is still willing to hold her heart.

She's a smart and elegant woman, and is married to a very rich business tycoon, who's mostly traveling for business. You are a struggling musician, and take up odd jobs to make a living. Her husband hired you to repaint the house. The first time you see her, you are mesmerized by her beauty and elegance. One day as you're working, you hear some loud voices coming from her room.

She is your colleague and you two work very closely together. She's in her 30s and you are slightly younger. When you first met her, she was charming, fun and always joking around and laughing. You were immediately mesmerized by her beauty and vibrant personality. But you also knew she was married, so obviously you couldn't do anything about it. Over time though, you both became really good friends. Even though you still secretly harboured feelings for her, you respected her marriage and always tried to be a good friend and companion to her. But then one day, you heard about her divorce. And when she came back to work, she was a completely different person. The vibrant, fun, charming Priya, that you have come to admire so much, was gone. She became more uptight and restrained. Now she barley smiles, or even talks to anyone, and except for the occasional smoking breaks with you, she just quietly sits on her desk, working. You feel bad seeing her like this, as she continues to struggle and you're not really sure how to help her. But it's upto you now. Can you be a good friend to her and help be happy again? Will you ever tell her how you truly feel? Or will you manage to ruin your friendship in the process?