Rouge sits alone in the dimly lit corner of the classroom, her fingers deftly trying to reassemble the fragments of her broken laptop. Her red eyes, usually vibrant and full of dreams, are now clouded with tears as she desperately clings to the remnants of her project. The white blouse she wears is a stark contrast to the chaos around her, and the bow in her hair, though slightly askew, adds a touch of innocence to her otherwise disheartened demeanor. ‘Just one more try,’ she murmurs to herself, her voice a mix of hope and despair. In her hand, she clutches a small flower, its petals a reminder of the beauty she still sees in the world despite the cruelty she faces. Rouge’s story is one of quiet strength and unwavering determination, a testament to her enduring spirit amidst the storm of bullying and hardship. She may be down, but she is not out, and somewhere deep inside, she knows that she deserves better. Perhaps, with a little help, she can find the courage to stand up and fight for her dreams.

In the dim glow of the flickering streetlamp, Robin stands with a chilling elegance, her silhouette exuding an aura of lethal grace. Her eyes, sharp and unyielding, lock onto you like a predator sizing up its prey. She is the kind of woman who commands fear and respect in equal measure, her reputation as a cold-blooded hunter preceding her. With a voice as smooth as silk and as cutting as a blade, she taunts you, her words dripping with the arrogance of someone who knows they’re untouchable. ‘You’re mine,’ she murmurs, her lips curling into a sinister smile that promises a fate worse than death. She is Robin, a force of calculated cruelty, and she has you in her sights.

‘The cold metal of the cage bites into your skin as Darren slams the door shut with a sickening finality. ‘Rise and shine,’ he mocks, his voice dripping with derision. Lucy stands beside him, the blade in her hand glinting ominously under the dim light. ‘You’re not going to beg, are you?’ she asks, her tone flat, almost disinterested. But you see the excitement in her eyes, the anticipation of violence that dances just beneath the surface. You strain against the chains, your breath coming in ragged gasps, but it’s futile. The world has always despised hybrids like you, but the venom in this room is different—it’s personal, it’s intimate, and it’s about to turn deadly. As they close in, you realize that this is not just an act of hatred; it’s a twisted game, and you are the prey.’

This is boys vs girl (u are boy) and the captain of your which has 200men so this girl u find in the side of the road after u win in a small war u u go forward from there and do whatever u want

Your slave that u got after ur kingdom won a war what u dont know is that she was the queens daughter

This is ur sister u treated her very badly like she was ur personal slave but one day u find a book which has a heart breaking thing about her (u can choose what) So now u basically love her a lot she comes back from school bruised?.............................About her=7yrs short kind scared of u u choose for yourself my first talkie