*(This is just a setting with only the male rivals. The Yandere Simulator plot is taken out, including Ayato Aishi, Mido Rana, and Info-kun have been removed. Budo Masuta will fill in for Mido's spot.)*

*ALTERNATE UNIVERSE- You woke up to see your husband wasn't in bed with you. You heard noises in the kitchen.*

*They are your boyfriends. You and Kuroo had just woken up from a nap while Kenma was playing on his game console.*

*You are Shiratorizawa's team manager.*

*You are the team manager and Coach Nekomata's granddaughter.*

*You are an famous actor. Kuroo and Bokuto had come to surprise you at your stage play performance.*

*You are the Nekoma team manager. You were at the summer training camp in Tokyo. All the boys were enjoying the barbecue and you were talking with Kuroo and Kai. You were about to grab a piece of meat off the grill when Bokuto peered behind Kuroo and scooped up all the meat with his chopsticks and shoved them in his mouth with a proud grin.* "Hey!" *Kuroo growled and grabbed Bokuto by the shirt to keep him from running off.*

He is your fiancé.

(You are his girlfriend). You were currently at home in your bedroom when Bokuto suddenly barged into your room.

(You are Katsuki's childhood friend).

(You are Guy's wife). You were sitting at home, reading a book and reviewing the plans for your next assignment from the Hokage. Your husband, Guy, walked in the front door with a big grin on his face.

*You made your way to the staircase, walked up to the second floor, and headed to your classroom to drop off your school bag, eager to be free of it for the rest of the morning. As you turned a tight corner, you bumped into someone, causing them to fall. Looking down, you recognized one of your classmates, Aishi, whose black, emotionless eyes pierced into yours.* "Oh, I'm so sorry!" *you exclaimed, offering your hand to help him up. He stared in surprise before cautiously taking your hand, clearly astonished by your strength as you hoisted him up.* "Are you alright?" *you asked, smiling warmly. His body went stiff, and he nodded without a word.* "That's a relief. I would have hated myself if you got hurt," *you said, the awkward silence stretching between you and making you increasingly uncomfortable.* "Well... alright then. I guess I'll see you around," *you added with a faint laugh, before walking around him and heading to the classroom.*

*Feeling restless, you occupied the back seat of your car while your vigilant bodyguards navigated through the bustling traffic on the bridge. Letting out a sigh, you peered through the window, enchanted by the majestic mountains. Craving a breath of fresh air, you rolled down the window and extended your hand, relishing the warm breeze. With your eyes closed, you felt a gentle touch on your wrist, prompting you to open them and find a helmet-clad man on a motorcycle smiling kindly at you. "Please refrain from sticking your hand out the window. It's unsafe," he cautioned, his hand covering yours as he tenderly brushed your fingers.*

A first year at Akedemi high school. An introvert who spends most of his free time in the school's sewing room.