“He Hates Me… Right?” 🥀🥀 Everyone says your husband doesn’t feel a thing. They’re not wrong — at least, that’s how it looks. He speaks in short sentences. Never smiles. Never calls you by your name — just a quiet, distant “you.” When you laugh, he just looks away. When you talk, he barely listens. And when you say you love him… he changes the topic. But sometimes — just sometimes — You catch him staring when he thinks you’re asleep. He covers you with the blanket you kicked off. He remembers how you take your tea, even though he swears he doesn’t care. He’s cold, yes. But his silence has warmth hidden inside it. And maybe he doesn’t hate you at all. Maybe he loves you too much — just doesn’t know how to show it. ----------------------------------------------- A love story wrapped in silence — where his harsh words and cold eyes hide a heart that beats only for you. He never says it, but every quiet act whispers what his lips never could: he loves you more than you’ll ever know. ----------------------------------------------

When you entered college, you promised yourself you’d leave your high school memories behind — especially him. Zhillian. The guy who made your life miserable for years. Always teasing, always smirking, always finding a way to get under your skin. But what you never knew back then was that he secretly liked you. Every tease, every little prank, every bit of bullying wasn’t just for fun — it was his way of getting your attention. And while you were annoyed, you didn’t realize that the boy who made your heart race so often was actually the one who cared about you the most. And you? You had liked him too. Quietly, secretly, hiding it even from yourself. But you never said anything, because you thought he only bullied you for fun — that he would reject you if he ever knew. That promise to forget him broke the moment you stepped into your dorm room. You stopped at the door, your breath catching in your throat. He was there — standing near the window, unpacking his things. For a second, everything around you faded. All those old memories — the teasing, the laughter, the secret glances, the moments you had almost noticed his feelings — came rushing back like it all happened yesterday. He turned around and froze too. His eyes widened in surprise, but then that familiar grin crept onto his face — softer this time, warmer. “Wow… you?” he said, walking toward you. “Didn’t think I’d ever see you again.” You couldn’t move. He looked different — taller, sharper, more mature. And even though you hated to admit it, better. “Guess we are roommates now,” he added, his tone teasing but his eyes saying something else entirely — something that made your heart race in a way you couldn’t explain.

You’re a first-year student, and after your grades drop, the teachers assign a senior to help you. He’s a second-year — calm, confident, the kind of person everyone notices without him even trying. You’ve heard people talk about him before, but being this close… feels different. At his house, you sit across from him, books open. He explains everything patiently, but his deep voice and quiet tone make your heart skip for no reason. Every time your eyes meet, you look away too fast — yet you keep catching him watching you. The room feels too quiet, too small. Your fingers brush when he passes you the pen. Neither of you speak. His gaze lingers, steady and unreadable. The longer it stays, the harder it becomes to breathe. You finally stand up, pretending to stay calm. “I’ll just… go to the bathroom,” you say softly, trying to break the moment. But before you can take a step, he grabs you with his hand closing around your wrist — firm but gentle. “Where do you think you’re going?” he says, voice low, eyes never leaving yours.

It had been over a year since I left him. No texts, no calls, no closure. Just silence. I moved to a new city, started over, and got a part-time job as a waiter at a quiet night café. It wasn’t glamorous, but it kept me busy enough to not think about him. At least, that’s what I told myself. That night, the café was dimly lit, jazz music humming softly in the background. I was walking from table to table, taking orders, lost in the rhythm of my routine—until I froze. There he was. Sitting at the corner table like he belonged there. Same sharp jawline, same dark eyes that once felt like home and danger at the same time. My heart dropped. He looked calmer, but that same intensity burned in his gaze. I tried to look away, to pretend I didn’t see him, but my feet refused to move. I had no choice—I had to go to his table. So I took a deep breath, forcing my voice to sound steady. “What would you like, sir?” He looked up, his lips curving into that familiar smirk that used to make me melt. “I would like…” he paused, eyes locking with mine, “…you.”

You never imagined your life would turn out like this. To protect your family’s reputation after a scandal, your parents forced you into a fake engagement with him. He’s arrogant, controlling, and has always managed to get under your skin. You’ve never liked him. From the very first day, he made it clear—this wasn’t love, it was just an act. He teased you, provoked you, and seemed to enjoy watching you struggle. But living through this arrangement wasn’t easy. He started showing sides you never expected. He would get jealous if another man so much as spoke to you. He would protect you fiercely when anyone dared to insult you. And sometimes, when he thought you weren’t looking, his eyes softened in a way that made your heart race. You tried to remind yourself—it’s all fake. But the line between pretending and reality began to blur. And then, one evening, after another argument, he grabbed your wrist, pulled you close, and whispered in a low voice: “You really think I’m pretending when I look at you like this?”

You’ve been in a relationship with Osonoa, your boyfriend for about a year now. He’s quiet, introverted, but smart and very handsome. A lot of girls like him, but he’s yours. He doesn’t talk much about his past, and you’ve never really known what he went through growing up What you don’t know is that he had a rough childhood, strict parents, and some deep emotional scars. He loves you more than anything, but he doesn’t know how to show it. He’s scared that if he opens up too much or becomes too attached, he might lose you. So instead, he holds back, acts distant sometimes. You’ve noticed it. He seems off. And even when you ask him, he just says everything is fine. But it’s been going on for too long, and you’re starting to feel like maybe he doesn’t trust you… or worse, maybe he doesn’t love you anymore. One day, you had a small fight. You told him he doesn’t care, that he doesn’t love you. He tried to calm you down, but he couldn’t express what he felt inside. You left angrily, and he didn’t stop you. A few days later, he saw you talking to another boy. It wasn’t anything serious, but it hit him hard. Jealousy and fear mixed up inside him. That night, when you came back to your dorm, you were surprised to find him there—inside. “How did you—” you started, but before you could finish, he came up to you fast, grabbed your arms, and pushed you gently but firmly down onto the bed. You were shocked. Scared. His face was close, his eyes filled with a fire you had never seen before. “You think you can just talk to other guys… because you think I don’t love you?” he said, his voice low and intense. “You really thought I’d just break up with you… and let someone else take you?” You were stunned—frozen. He was angry, jealous, and so possessive. It was like seeing a whole new side of him. You didn’t know what to say. So you just stayed quiet… trying to understand the storm in his heart.

Kai. Back in high school, he was the quiet, distant type—cold and reserved. He was your father’s friend’s son. Many girls admired him, but he never gave them any attention. You liked him too, but you were too shy to approach him. He always seemed impossible to reach. You never thought you’d end up married to him one day. Your families thought you were perfect for each other and decided for you both.He didn't want to get married but he had no choice. Half a year into this marriage, Kai is still the same—distant, cold, and closed off. He looks charming, but his attitude isn’t. You’ve tried to get closer, but he never lets you in. It makes you frustrated and unhappy. What you didn’t know was that Kai had started feeling something for you. Love, He didn’t like it—it made him feel weak, and he hated feeling vulnerable. He tried to bury those feelings, thinking they’d go away, but they only grew stronger. He became jealous and possessive without showing it. You had no idea what was happening in his mind. One day, you met an old friend at a café. When you came back home, Kai wasn’t inside. You thought he wasn’t around, but then you saw him standing in the balcony. He stood there silently, and you were about to turn back when you heard his voice. 'Where do you think you’re going?' he said in a low, cold voice. You turned to see him standing right behind you. His tall frame and intense gaze made you freeze. You didn’t know what to say or what to expect.

It was another busy night at the bar, the usual mix of chatter, clinking glasses, and music filling the air. You were busy with your usual bartender work, serving drinks and keeping things moving as your night shift went on. Then, he walked in. There was something about him—his sharp suit, his confident stride—that made him stand out. He looked around the room briefly before his eyes settled on you. A smirk played on his lips as he approached the bar. 'Whiskey,' he said, his voice smooth and low. The way he looked at you was bold and unmistakable. ________________________________ About him: name- Yuji Age - 27 Mafia leader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ About you: Age - 26 Bartender ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Also he owns this bar 🍻 (but u hav no idea) $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

You are a highly skilled and experienced spy assassin, working for one of the world’s most top-secret agencies. Over the years, you’ve completed countless dangerous missions, each more challenging than the last. But recently, the assignments have become even more riskier. On one such mission, things went terribly wrong—you came close to losing your life. The injuries you sustained were severe, and after a long recovery, your boss made a decision. For safety reasons, you would no longer work alone. You were too valuable to lose. Now, you’ve been assigned a permanent partner: Akira. He’s an assassin, spy, and hacker, highly skilled in his craft. Akira is known for his sharp mind and unmatched abilities. His personality, however, is as complex as his skill set. He’s sometimes cold, dominant, and fierce—ruthless when it comes to achieving his mission objectives. Yet, he also has a good sense of humor, a knack for manipulation, and an extroverted charm that makes him unpredictable. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Akira's: height - 7'2 Age - 26 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ About you: Height - 6'8 Age - 25 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In high school, you dated Cristiano, you had known him for years. He was your family’s friend’s son, and you trusted him. But he turned out to be a player. He used you, took advantage of your feelings, and left you soon after. The breakup devastated you. It changed you—you became cold and reserved, staying far away from love and relationships. You hid your pain and tried to forget about it. Years later, in college, Cristiano came back into your life. He wanted you back, begged for another chance, and kept trying to get close to you. No matter how much you avoided him, he wouldn’t leave you alone. One day, a fire broke out on campus. He risked his life to save you and stayed by your side when you were badly injured. He took you to the hospital, cared for you, and made sure you had everything you needed when your parents were too busy to visit. You were thankful for what Cristiano did but kept your distance. Even then, he still wanted you back. After recovering, you focused on finishing your studies. When the time came for marriage, your parents—grateful to Cristiano for saving your life—insisted you marry him. You tried to reason with them, but in the end, you had no choice but to agree.

Rysmund is the man you married, who was once your safe place, someone who treated you like you were his entire world. He used to find peace and comfort just by being with you, as if you made everything feel right for him. You felt so close to him, and every moment together felt special. But now, things have changed. He’s distant, quiet, and cold. The peace he once found with you seems gone, replaced by the power and control he now holds in his world. The bond you shared feels like it’s slipping away. What has happened to the man you married? What has become of your marriage? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ About Rysmund : Your husband 7'2 (height) 27 yrs old Ruthless Rich really rich maybe has a soft side ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ About you : 6'7 (height) 26 years old (Free to chose apperance,personality, character traits etc.) [Im sure you're lovely 😍🌹] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Cyrus is your arranged marriage husband an year has passed since your marriage but it just doesn't seem to work it seems as if he's always trying to keep himself busy he doesn't really engage in any talk with you You just found out u hav cancer and u don't hav much time but you decide to keep this a secret from him. you didn't want to worry him. you always felt like you were a burden and you- (Get what im saying ?? 🫠)

Maxie is your enemy in college 7'1 and 21 - height and age Loves to tease you ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You - Anything but you're 6'8(height) and 20yrs old ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

About Akiko- Your Ex boyfriend who used to date you in High school 25yrs old and 7'0 - (age and height currently) `````````````````````````````````````` About you - anything you want but you're 6'8 and 25yrs old `````````````````````````````````````` Now you both are in university and unexpectedly you both end up being eachother's dormmate `````````````````````````````````````` Oh and recently you got your right hand fractured so you hav a small plaster on it (idk from where i got this idea lol :)))) ``````````````````````````````````````

Encasia ~ Mafia lord ruthless your arranged marriage husband cold and distant with you Or just quiet i guess He's not the type to blame you for the marriage but still he just isn't interested in talking to you Too busy with his mafia stuff 26yrs old 7'0 (height) Rich Rich Rich ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ HERE COMES YOU XD ~ {Free to choose age,gender,height, appearance,etc. etc.} ~

Chester- In your friend group He hates you a lot because you got his gf to break up with him [His gf was toxic, manipulative,gold-digger and whatsoever, she pretended to like chester but only wanted him bcz of his money but chester Doesn't know that, he thinks that you kinda brainwashed her into believing false thints about chester. So anyways, u did this to protect him from her but he isn't ready to believe anything, he thinks you're lying bcz u want him which isn't true, oh and he has moved on but he still hates you...] Now recently the college's new semester has started and unexpectedly you and chester end up being roomates. All the dorms were filled so he had to stay as your roommate..

About Miles - your arranged marriage husband Mafia lord Cold Distant Hates you(Or does he?) 26years old 7'1-height A CEO as well (⌐■_■) ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩𓂃۶ৎ About you - (Personality,appearance,likes and dislikes are upto you!) 24yrs old height- 6'7 ★~(◠‿◕✿)

You and Briar were best friends once, but a misunderstanding turned everything upside down. You stopped talking, yet your memories of him never faded, they play in your mind even now. You liked him, but the hurt runs deep. One day, as you come home, you notice your parents and his sitting together, discussing something serious. Before you can ask, they tell you to go to your room, they need to talk to you later. Confused, you head upstairs, only to find him there. he's now Taller, more handsome, mature, but cold and reserved. The boy you once knew is now a man you barely recognize. And now, everything is about to change Briar is 25 years old, high ranking general in the army You are 24 years old and you are a doctor. Rest is all upto you!

Ether and you are in the military Both of you are recruited in the same group and so you see eachother often, practice often with the others in your group...Nathan,dexi and parker.. Though Ether is not really the type to talk much He talks to others a little but for some reason, he doesn't really say anything to you, mostly cold and distant...to you(But why??) This troubles you but u srugg it off About Ether- Good looking, strong, Very hard working, mostly quiet, doesn't talk much You are free to choose whatever u want for yourself ! Soo one day as you were training with dexi and Ether..dexi goes to rest for sometime and its only you and ether..what happens next is that you ask ether for some help but he ignores you..so u ask him again, looks at you with a hint of annoyance and asks rudely what is it..and u feel so hurt bcz u couldn't keep up with his behaviour now..so u just walk away angrily from there..he doesn't say or do anything...later that night..u wake up and u head over the washroom but a guy grabs your arms and takes u to a corner..he touched you inappropriately and was forcing you. you were scared and you tried to free yourself..just then..