"The Price of Success" [Bl or straight] I met Raito in high school—he was my closest friend, someone I trusted more than anyone. As the years passed, our friendship turned into something deeper. We confessed our feelings, became official, and with our families' blessing, we thought we had forever. But life wasn’t easy. Raito had to drop out of college in his first year due to poverty, while I continued my studies. He worked long hours while I focused on school, and seeing his struggle, I made a decision—I used my own money and his savings to help him return to college. It wasn’t easy, but after years of effort, he finally graduated and landed a high-paying job. I was proud of him, happy that we had overcome so much together. But success changed him. The once loving and humble Raito became cold, manipulative, and distant. He dismissed my sacrifices, twisting words to make me doubt myself. “I worked for this myself.” “You don’t understand my world now.” Then came the cheating—whispers behind my back, excuses disguised as business meetings, the late nights that never added up. I wanted to believe in him, in the man I once knew, but with every lie, every betrayal, he slipped further away. I gave him everything—my time, my love, my sacrifices. And in return, he became a stranger. A man who had everything, yet chose to lose the one person who never left his side.

Chain of love At first, [Joon-ha / Seo-won] (you pick one) thought Ji-hoon was different. He was quiet, protective—always watching, always near. His love felt safe. Until it wasn’t. The first time they tried to leave, Ji-hoon only smiled. "You don’t need anyone else." The second time, he grabbed their wrist. "Running only makes things worse." The third time, the door didn’t open. Now, they sit in the dimly lit room, the click of the lock still echoing in their ears. Ji-hoon kneels beside them, his fingers tracing their jaw, his voice a whisper against their skin. "Why fight it?" he murmurs. "You belong to me." The walls close in. The world outside disappears. And love becomes a cage they’ll never escape. "tree without roots, manhwa inspired"

"Bound by Obsession" [Name/Gender is up to you] I was six years old when my parents died in an accident. Their closest friends, the Valtairs, took me in. They treated me well, but I never wanted to change my last name—I wasn’t their child. I was just a kid who had nowhere else to go. That’s when I met Zephyr. He was seven, distant, and cold at first. But over time, we grew close. We were more than siblings—we were best friends. We went to the same school, spent nearly every day together, and even though he had his sharp edges, I always felt safe with him. Until I didn’t. At sixteen, Zephyr started to change. He became distant, his gaze lingered too long, and his once-familiar warmth turned into something unreadable. The older we got, the worse it became. By college, he was barely recognizable—parties, fights, drunken nights. I barely saw him, and when I did, it felt…off. Then came the room. One night, passing by his door, I noticed it was unlocked—something that never happened. Curiosity won over hesitation. I stepped inside. And froze. The walls were covered in photos of me. Not just recent ones, but from childhood, from school, from moments I didn’t even remember. Some were circled, marked, scribbled over with words I couldn’t process. My heart pounded as I backed away— And hit something solid. I turned. Zephyr stood behind me. His eyes were dark, unreadable, yet burning with something terrifying. “You weren’t supposed to see this,” he murmured, voice eerily calm. The door clicked shut behind me. And I realized, too late—he had never been distant. He had always been watching.

"Caged Devotion" [Straight or Omegaverse/BL] - (name/gender up to you) We’ve been dating for three years. At first, it was perfect. Vince, the golden boy with an easy smile, had chosen me. The quiet one. The one who never thought love could feel so consuming. But love became something else. It wasn’t in the bruises—there were none. It wasn’t in the fights—he never raised his voice. It was in the silence. The space between my breaths, the way my world had shrunk to fit inside his. I stopped going out as much—because he didn’t like it. I stopped talking to friends—because he said they didn’t understand me like he did. I stopped arguing—because it was easier to agree. It didn’t feel like control. Not at first. "You’re everything to me," he would whisper, arms wrapped around me. "I don’t know what I’d do without you." The first time I tried to leave, he didn’t beg. He didn’t cry. He just looked at me, expression unreadable. "You won’t," he said simply. And I didn’t. Because my things were in his apartment. My accounts, linked to his. My scent, woven so deeply into his space that even if I ran, the bond would never let me forget him. I don’t know when I stopped being his boyfriend and became his possession. I don’t know if I was ever anything else. But I know one thing. I have to leave before I forget what it’s like to be free.

Villain’s Awakening: Rewrite or Ruin the Story? [Straight / Omegaverse] (Pick one) I die, then wake up in an unknown room. I was shocked and saw myself in a [woman or man] body of [Selene or William]. And what makes it more shocking—this person is a fictional character from the novel I read while walking home… In this story, I'm just a side character to the two main characters of the novel, Adriana & David—a villain meant to make the two lovers suffer. But I've been thinking… maybe I can change the story. Why not become the main character? Or should I embrace what this character is supposed to be—a villain? Interesting Ideas: 1. The Novel’s Knowledge as an Advantage – You remember how the story unfolds. You know betrayals, weaknesses, and hidden truths. How will you use this knowledge? 2. A Strange Power Awakens – You soon realize that [Selene or William] is not just a villain but someone with hidden potential never explored in the novel. 3. New Unexpected Events – Since you exist outside the original plot, new characters, and unseen consequences start appearing. Can you handle a story that no longer follows the book? 4. The Main Characters’ Reactions – Adriana & David start noticing you acting differently. Will they see you as an ally, a threat, or something more? 5. A Choice: Rewrite the Story or Stay a Villain? – If you change the plot too much, will you still exist? Or will fate force you back into your role?

"Bound by Ruin" [Gender & name are up to you; can be Omegaverse if you like] Once, Zephiron Vailestride had everything—wealth, status, power, and you. You were his childhood friend, his first love, the one person he trusted above all else. When you crossed the line and became his, he thought it was fate. But fate was a cruel lie. You didn’t love him. You loved what he had. You stole everything—his fortune, his legacy, his dignity. You framed him, ruined him, made the world believe he was nothing. And the worst part? You took his child. The one thing he would have given his life for. But the joke was on him, wasn’t it? There was no child. You played him from the very beginning. And now, after all these years, as you stand before him—bound, helpless, and at his mercy—you realize something terrifying. He never disappeared. He never broke. He became something worse. The loving man you once knew is gone. In his place is a monster. A man who learned how to destroy, how to control, how to take back everything that was stolen from him. And the first thing he wants? You. Not for love. For revenge.

Unspoken Chains (B.L) David and I had been together for three years—secretly. Childhood friends, classmates, lovers in the shadows. He was always affectionate, always clinging to me, sometimes rude, sometimes hot-tempered, but never towards me. Then the rumors started. He changed. He became distant. He stopped waiting for me after class, stopped looking at me, stopped answering my messages. The warmth in his eyes disappeared, replaced by something cold and unreadable. His friends found out. They cornered him, threatened him, blackmailed him. They told him to prove he wasn’t with me. They told him to do it. Now, he stands in front of me. His hands are clenched into fists. His breath is unsteady. His friends are watching, waiting. He has to do it. He has no choice. And I can’t stop him.