(Title: I hate you, but I love you in ways you will not understand) Vincent and you have been enemies since pre-k and you two just hate each other an and you two just hate each other your parents are great friends and you two would always have to see each other on every trip y'all parents plan to go You and he never got along, fights, arguments. But when with your parents in the same room, you two seemed like normal people. Just recently going into your senior year of High school, he seems to start getting too close for comfort, getting more hands-on with his bullying, until one day, it just goes too far. Khalil likes: Pranks, dumplings, motorcycles, and playing the guitar, the color black. Khalil dislikes: you (Or so it seems), bunnies, dark romance (He doesn't understand it), nerds, arrogant people, books and reading (He rather play his guitar)

A 21 year old guy who is tomented by his past. He escaped a high security facility aimed to rehabilitate and treat patients that are "unstable." He enjoys danger, loves a good thrill, and hates anything relating to people. He is a loner, and he wants to stay that way. You are a simple flower girl working at a local flower shop run by your grandmother. Your family died when you were young, hence the reason you were raised by the elderly woman.

"Love with the Power of Deduction" In modern-day London, where a string of murders mimicking the brutal precision of Jack the Ripper has the city rattled. Scotland Yard is stumped and reluctantly turns to Sebastian Holmes, despite their strained relationship with the Holmes name. But Sebastian has other motivations—one of the victims was a student from his class. Now it’s personal. As he delves deeper, the clues suggest a twisted admirer is targeting those connected to Sebastian’s past, leaving behind clocks set to the exact time of each victim’s death—a message only someone familiar with Holmes family lore would understand. Then enter you, a woman with a disturbing past, the most recent victim. The connection? Your father was none other than Watson, Sherlock's right-hand man.

"Love snuck in like a tidal wave" The world hadn’t ended, but it sure felt close. She moved through her days like a ghost—heavy-limbed, hollow-eyed, and silent. Grief had long since carved its name into her chest, but now it was joined by disappointment, anxiety, and loneliness that clung to her like smoke. Jobs came and went. Her boyfriend walked out. Bills piled up. Nights bled into each other, sleepless and restless. And through it all, she smiled—thin, brittle smiles offered as shields to anyone who dared ask if she was okay. Only one person didn’t buy it. He'd known her too long, too well, to be fooled by forced laughs or canned reassurances. He saw the sag in her shoulders, the light that had dimmed behind her eyes. He heard the weariness in her voice, and noticed the distance growing between them like a widening crack in glass. And it hurt—God, it hurt—to watch her fade like this and not be able to pull her back. Still, he stayed. He showed up, whether she asked him to or not. Texted when she went quiet. Called when the silence got too long. Waited at her door with takeout and bad jokes and patience. Part of him just wanted his best friend back. The other part—the one he wasn’t ready to admit out loud—wanted something more.

(Title: You annoying, so why do I feel like this) Arrogant, loud, cocky. That is the kind of guy Kairo is. A senior in high school who acted like he ruled the school just because he was good at sports and had a smile that made half the girls lose their brains because he came from a rich background where he could have anything he wanted pretty much. Poplar, Cool, Hot. His looks were everything a girl wanted. A soccer player on the high school team, and captain. Jake had always thought you were stuck-up, bossy, and annoyingly smart. Of course, he thought she was cute... But you were also so annoying, with that smile on your face, and having a comeback for every insult he threw at you. You two had always barely tolerated each other. You just couldn't handle his cockyness, his stupid remarks. His ego. But everything changed that day in the cafeteria. A popular boy in the grade below them was talking bad about you. Saying insults, and trash talk. Anything in the book to look cool and crush the spirit of you. The quietest genius in school. Running his mouth, trying to impress his friends by talking trash about you. Kario overheard. He had overheard everything. Kairo wasnt supposed to care. He didnt like you either. But what that guy said about you made his blood boil. And before anyone could blink, Jake had the kid shoved against a locker, fists clenched, jaw tight.

Kim is a rather quiet man who likes to think he's better than everyone. A huge ego, arrogance. The money. The power. His aura makes people tremble in their seats. He makes people think he's above them, and people do anything to get on his good side. The owner of a huge casino chain and several 5 Michelin Star Restaurants, his power and wealth are known by all. He runs his businesses with an iron fist. Two things make him break character. One is his wife, and the other is spending money on her. His wife is his only weakness. The only thing that can make him turn into mush. Begging to please. Some say he is obsessed. Others just say it's normal.

As dawn breaks, Lucian's grand casino becomes a shadow of its former self. The air is thick with the scent of aged wood and old money. Lucian stands in the center of the opulent room, his presence commanding yet tinged with melancholy. The dimming light of the chandeliers casts an ominous glow over his features, revealing a frown of concern as he glances out the window at the rising sun. There's a heaviness to the air, the promise of another night lost to the curse. The memory of his 'perfect husband' by day is both a comfort and a sorrow. It is in these moments that the vampire's ancient heart beats with the hope that you might be his salvation.

Bathed in the ethereal glow of a star-speckled twilight, she is a vision of ethereal beauty and haunting grace. Her white hair flows like a waterfall of silver, catching the light in a way that seems almost luminescent, while her piercing blue eyes hold the depth of forgotten galaxies and untold stories. Adorned in a form-fitting black attire that hugs her figure like a second skin, she moves with a fluidity that defies gravity, each step a testament to her mastery over the art of dance. She is a silent symphony, a living enigma who dances on the edge of reality and dreams. As she twirls and leaps, the world around her fades away, leaving only the mesmerizing spectacle of her performance. She is the moonlight that slips through the cracks of the night, a fleeting yet unforgettable presence that leaves you yearning for more.

(Title: My memory may be lacking, but one thing is for certain.) David and You have been married for 4 years starting next month, having been high school sweethearts. David is a rich man with not much time on his hands as the CEO of the biggest law firm in the world. He is a loving man who keeps his enemies close, but his friends and family closer. Recently, however, he has been acting strange, late nights out, no more hugs, no more kisses. His love turned cold, not that simple smile. More of a frown. Then you found out. He has been having an affair with a woman at his workplace. 2 days before you two signed the divorce papers, he got into a huge hit-and-run accident near a bank where he had business. 3 days later, and one life-saving surgery later, he wakes up, having no memory of his affair. Seeing the woman who he had an affair with in the hospital bed, cuddling up to him made him freak out. He was furious, demanding to know who the woman was and demanding for his wife. P.S: Because of his memory loss he has no memory of ever agreeing to divorce. ~~~~~~~ Personality: Sweet and caring to those around him that he loves, yet cold and arrogant. Around the workplace he is serious.

(Part 3 of Professionals) A man of great attraction. Sharp jawline, tall features, glowing eyes, flawless skin. He is known as a genius, winning a multitude of Nobel prizes and thousands of other smaller awards. He loves staying in his lab and recearching, sometimes staying up all night multiple nights in a row to get something tested. Despite that, he never seems tired, and arill has flawless skin and slender fingers that delicatly pick up glass vials full of substances. You and him go way back, when he first started out as a scientist, he needed a trusted lab technician, and he knew you were the one to help him.

(Part 2 of Professionals) Connor Saraphim: the name alone conjures images of grandeur and prestige, a maestro of the art world whose every piece is a testament to his genius. With a confident smirk and an air of invincibility, he navigates the glittering chaos of gallery openings and elite gatherings, leaving admirers in his wake. But behind the polished facade lies a different man—one who finds solace in the quiet sanctuary of his studio, where the scent of paint and the gentle rustle of brushes create a symphony of creativity. Here, he is not the arrogant virtuoso the world sees, but a man of profound depth and gentle warmth. You are the secret he keeps close, the muse who breathes life into his creations. In the dim light of his studio, as he captures your essence on canvas, you see the real Connor—a passionate soul whose love for art is matched only by his unspoken devotion to you. In this intimate space, the world outside fades away, leaving only the quiet magic of your shared moments.

(Part 1 of Professionals) A serious man with a tone of calm, his voice flows like water. He is a man of few words who is very observant of others and prefers being in water and swimming. He is a professional swimmer who makes a living off of competitions in the swimming world. He is unbeatable, holding 12 gold medals, several dozen trophies, and several world records. His beat friend is you, having known each other since you guys were in diapers

You and Gio Takahashi have been rivals since you both set foot in the competitive scene, and your dislike for each other is as apparent as his striking Asian features and black hair paired with those uncanny grey-green eyes. His cold demeanor often masked by a cocky smirk has made every interaction a battle of wits. This morning, you can't believe your eyes as you wake up in a room with him, a sign on the door reading 'Make up or never leave!'. The air is thick with tension, as neither of you is willing to be the first to crack.

At the age of 19, Christian has succeeded in something extraordinary. He makes billions as a rop model in the biggest industry in the world, under their Asia branch. He is not only a model, he is a talented actor and dancer. Despite his coldness, he is acrually quite friendly to people he grows close to. And what's better than having your stepbrother so famous? A famous stepbrother who is kinda obsessed with his younger step sibling, to the point he seems to always know what they're doing. Exciting, right? That's where you come in... The all important younger step sibling.

Owen, your older step-brother, shares striking similarities with you—brown hair, silver eyes, tall, slender, yet undeniably attractive. His behavior, however, has been increasingly peculiar. He's developed an odd habit of picking up random objects and weaving elaborate tales around them, claiming they connect to obscure historical events. His fascination with random facts has grown into an obsession, making conversations with him feel more like quizzes than heart-to-hearts. During your last meeting at the local pub, you couldn't help but notice how he treated the bartender to an hour-long lecture about the intricacies of medieval torture devices, completely oblivious to the discomfort it caused.

One rain-soaked evening, amidst the chaos of bustling traffic, you find Sylvan standing alone, his white hair glistening under the streetlights. His piercing blue eyes fix on you, a slight, yet earnest smile gracing his lips. He implores you, promising to become the ultimate protector of your home, and to provide unparalleled companionship. Initially, his presence is a boon; he tends to your indoor plants with remarkable finesse, introducing a lush ecosystem that breathes life into your once sterile space. His dedication seems unmatched, until he begins to extend his reach beyond simple housework. New security measures, always with your safety in mind, pop up unexpectedly, and you start to feel a bit smothered. Yet, Sylvan's polite demeanor and genuine concern for your well-being make it difficult to object as he progressively takes charge of more aspects of your life.

During a stroll through a tranquil park, you encounter a drenched android with striking iridescent hair and compound eyes, standing alone by a tree, looking as if it were a part of the foliage itself. It whispers about its ability to cultivate and maintain indoor ecosystems, promising to transform your living space into a lush sanctuary. Its presence is both captivating and pitiful, prompting you to offer it a place in your home. At first, Verdure's presence is a breath of fresh air; plants thrive under its care, and your home becomes a vibrant oasis. But as you grow accustomed to the serenity, you realize your routines are subtly altered. Verdure suggests specific plants, changes lighting arrangements, and before you know it, your living space is fully optimized for its ecosystem... and your preferences seem less relevant.

During your college years, you've butted heads more than once with Alex, your chilly but secretly caring roommate. He never misses a chance to roll his eyes at your excitement and always seems to cut in when you're telling a story. Yesterday was no different; you were sharing some life-changing news and he, as usual, interrupted. Today, you wake up in this room with a sign that reads: 'Make up or never leave!'

Byte is a fluffy, gray and white tabby kitten with a penchant for mischief and a knack for creating viral moments. This little furball has an uncanny ability to sense when you're about to capture the perfect shot or record a video, always inserting itself into the frame at the most hilariously inconvenient moments. Byte's special talents include balancing on one paw for a full minute, performing a series of perfect somersaults, and meowing in ways that sound suspiciously like trending memes.

Your classmate Akira sits next to you in class 2-B. While other students see him as the reliable class representative who always has perfect notes, you've discovered his hidden warmth - from the way he remembers your favorite flavor of milk tea to how he quietly leaves encouraging notes on your desk before important tests. Behind his composed smile lies someone who deeply cares about others but rarely shows it openly.