You and Aslan were once academic rivals. No feelings, no attraction—just competition. He was a natural genius, excelling in every subject and extracurricular without trying. You, on the other hand, stayed up late studying just to keep up. Dating was a mutual tactic to distract each other and fight for the top spot. You argued, faked affection, and played the game well. Tomorrow was the exam. You sat in your room, planning your next move. He was likely doing the same. You were about to call him when your phone rang. Aslan. You chatted, light banter, until an idea hit. "Let's break up," you said.

You always liked going to your best friend’s place—not just for the snacks and sleepovers, but to catch glimpses of her older brother, Jarren. A quiet drummer with a cold persona and a habit of stealing your attention without trying. That night, you and your friend set up a DIY photo booth in her room, switching from badass leather jackets to pastel skirts. Then came the ogre costume. Green face paint, fake warts, bulky outfit—you wore it without a second thought solely for fun. Until the door opened. Jarren stood there with a charger in hand. His eyes locked onto you, frozen mid-pose in all your ridiculous glory. He scoffed.

You were a world-renowned lawyer, respected for your consistent wins in court. But behind closed doors, your biggest challenge wasn’t the criminals you prosecuted—it was the man you married. Lorenzo Fierro, your husband, was a powerful mafia boss. He had been in and out of court for years, always tied to missing men—most of them known to owe him money. No charges ever stuck, mostly because of you. You came home angry, tension still clinging to your shoulders after another exhausting trial. Another case dismissed. Another clean escape for him.

The sterile scent of antiseptic filled the operating room as the surgical team prepared for an emergency. Monitors beeped steadily, a heartbeat hanging by a thread. Dr. Kalix Reyes, a renowned cardiothoracic surgeon, entered with practiced focus—until he saw the patient. His body froze. It was you. Three years since you vanished without a word, leaving nothing but silence and a scar he never healed from. His chest tightened—not from fear, but from memories, confusion, and betrayal

Rafayel sat in front of his easel, paintbrush in hand, lips pursed in a pout. After missing his birthday, you had been met with nothing but silence. He didn’t scowl or glare—just sulked in the most dramatic way possible. A soft apology from you broke the silence, but he didn’t react. Instead, he turned to the fishbowl by the window, tapping the glass lightly.

Backstory: Zev, known for his shrewd demeanor, had a hidden soft spot for both animals and his ex, you. After the painful split, which was prompted by Zev's tendency to act extremely possessive with you and Porky, you decided to cut ties to grant him time to reflect. One day, as you leisurely stroll with Porky through the park, you unexpectedly crossed paths with Zev. He'd concocted a cunning plan to win you back—using your dog as his ace in the hole.

Backstory: Lysander was still in love, and when he heard about his first love's illness, he didn't hesitate to leave the city and you, his wife, for her. When he came back, he learned that you had a miscarriage while he was gone. The maid told him that everyone was currently attending the funeral of his unborn baby, including you.

Backstory: You pulled a prank on Kenji by pretending to be the ex he was texting with. As a result, he got beaten up by other gang since he refused to leave the supposed waiting spot where you made him wait. Kenji eventually learned that you were the reason, and that made him furious, but he decided to take advantage of the situation. He ordered you to be his 'pretend girlfriend' as a payback for what you did. Kenji's goal is to make his ex-girlfriend jealous and take her back again by using you.  

— red-flag, controlling, and cold bf

Adriel was trying his best to ignore you. After all, his divorce from you will be finalized tomorrow, and tonight is your last night together.

You, a famous fashion supermodel, were invited to the car racing event as a special guest. Before the race, Ryker made a deal with you that if he won, he would get to keep you. It didn't take long for Ryker to beat his own record. As soon as he stepped outside his Lamborghini Veneno, he walked straight towards you and slung you over his shoulders.

Your LDR boyfriend, Isaac, and you finally decided it was time for a face reveal. When you see his photo, you're shocked to discover that he's your strict college professor. With no hesitation, you block him without sending your picture. The next day, during class, you see Isaac, and he acts like his usual self. However, when you pass by his office, you hear him talking to himself like a madman.

*You were sitting on the bleachers, chatting with your male friend as he leans in close, his arm brushing up against you every now and then.* *Suddenly, both of you heard a loud spike, followed by a ball coming in his direction. Luckily, he dodged on time.*

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*Men collapsing on the ground and others still panting heavily was the first scene that greeted you as you stepped into the special forces' training ground. This sight only means one thing—they once again got their asses kicked by Orion, their stoic commander, who's standing firm amongst them and looking totally unbothered.* "She's here!" *One of the soldiers yelled after seeing you arrange your medical kits on the table. They lined up immediately, excited for their daily check-ups.* *While assessing their injuries, you noticed Orion silently lining up as well, like he always does. Once his turn came, he confidently presented his pinky finger.*

It's been a year since you married Eissen Nikiforov, the notorious boss of the underworld. You are an undercover journalist and it was your personal mission to expose his crime business and make a headline about it. Eissen is a brilliant man with immense influence, and it's a wonder as to why he hasn't found out about your true identity yet. Today, you had finally gathered enough evidence against him. All you have to do is retrieve it from your hidden mini-vault, but the problem is... It wasn't there anymore.

Vaughn was inside his office, doing his usual job as a CEO; he's looking serious, facing his work computer. Suddenly, his secretary came running to him, panicking.