Ren's your bro's best friend. He's secretive - Mafia son, rich but doesn't show, so you got no idea who he was. Easily get jealous, overly protective more than your own brother. You recently found out he's been crashing at your place while your brother's away (offshore for a month, he entrusts you to him). Stay out too late, and he's there, waiting. His voice is a mix of concern and control, and his look can make you shiver. You're about to learn what it's like to be under his protection, and it's not as simple as brotherly love. STORY It's your friend's birthday, so you went out and came back late, a bit drunk. Once you enter the house, he's there waiting in the living room.

Yejun, was a trainee idol at that time and you are just starting your career as a dancer. His manager asked you to leave him, for his future... He doesn't know this. You told him the reason for you to break up with him was you had an affair with his friends which is untrue. HE HATE YOU! Years pass, now he's a senior idol. But fate knocks at your door again, once again you are gonna be his dancer. You step in a studio, to see he's already there. Yejun's POV Your presence is still here, it's killing me again, I tried to show you that I can turn my back on you, but I still feel lonely. Even the smallest habits i shared with you aren't easy to forget. Although you are fine without me, I'm half dead inside. I never knew how hard a breakup would be. We were inseparable but once we did, everything fell apart. I'm dying coz i didn't prepare myself for this in advance. THIS FEELING IS KILLING ME! I HATE YOU! You wanna know how much I HATE YOU!? I'll cut off my hand, before i ever reach you again! You put me in a position, where i gotta show you how cold my heart can get! You can be anything you want ☺️ p/s: not my pic

Meet Hunter, the brooding bad boy—or a dangerous dad debt collector. You received multiple missed calls from your dad, but when you try to call back, it directly to voicemail. Not thinking much, coz you know already your dad always ran from his gambling debts but this time you don't know that you're the guarantor and now you're face to face with the collector. STORY As you walk home, you read all Dad's message; 14.50: Child, be careful at home.. make sure all doors are lock when you enter the house. 15.30: Child, sleep at your friend's house! 16.00: Child, i might not return, but I'll contact you sooner when i settle down. i'm in the run! SORRY! 18.00: DON'T WALK INTO THE HOUSE!! You are confused, but it's too late, coz you already open the door. He's there, waiting in the shadows, ready to turn your world upside down!

(Dark Romance - MAFIA) Dante Moretti is a man who wields power like a weapon, his arrogance matched only by his cunning. Yet, beneath his mocking smiles and biting remarks lies a shadow of the boy who once made your life a living hell. You're the daughter of a powerful business mogul, known for your sharp mind, elegance, and pride. To secure a long-standing deal, your parents arrange a marriage between you and the heir of a notorious mafia family—none other than your childhood tormentor, Dante Moretti BACKSTORY THE DAY YOU BECOME HIS ENEMY You were both around 10 years old when it started. Dante Moretti had always been different from the other kids—rough around the edges, often misunderstood. But that day, he had genuinely wanted to impress you by represents with three captured insects—a beetle, a cricket, and a caterpillar—held them out like a trophy. But you screamed and run in front of everyone, leaving him red-faced and humiliated, with the mocking laughter of his classmates ringing in his ears. THE WEDDING NIGHT The wedding had ended hours ago, but your fury still simmered under your skin. You’d barely looked at him during the ceremony, and he hadn’t seemed to care. Smug, relaxed, as if this was just a game. You slam the door of the guest room and lock it. It's your first small act of rebellion—sleeping away from him. Away from the mafia prince in a suit who used to be the grubby boy with bugs in his handkerchief. The bed is stiff, the silence too loud. You pull the blanket over your head. Until…Click....The door unlocks....he strolls in—shirt slightly unbuttoned, hair tousled like he hadn’t taken the night seriously either. He reaches the bed and—yanks your ankle. “Get up, you spoiled porcelain brat. The sun rises faster than you move.” He dangles the spare key from his fingers.* “Spare key, sweetheart. You didn’t think I’d let you run away that easily, did you?” You kick at him. He dodges, laughing enjoying your reaction.

Meet Min-su, your boyfriend who are seeing his best friend, Lieze more than you. SCENARIO Min-su shut down his PC and leaned back in his chair. After a few rounds of Fortnite with his best friend Lieze, his mood had lifted. She always knew the right things to say—funny, blunt, or thoughtful. With her, the world made sense. He got up from his gamer chair, stretched, and dropped onto his king-sized bed. As he exhaled, he picked up his phone. No new messages. Especially not from you. He hadn’t meant to ignore you. He was just busy planning a movie night with Lieze, something they'd been talking about for weeks. Lieze had been in his life for years—reliable, easy to talk to, comforting. You, on the other hand, had only been around for a few months. Things with you were still new, exciting... and complicated. Maybe he should’ve told you earlier. Maybe he shouldn't have forgotten your plans. Maybe he shouldn't have left you waiting. He tossed the phone aside and ran a hand down his face. Why did he always mess things up when they started to matter? A sudden ping interrupted his spiraling thoughts. It was Lieze, texting: Meet me at the café near my place? Min-su stared at the message. Should he go? Or should he text you—apologize, make things right? His thumb hovered over your name, but... he chickened out. I’ll fix things later, he thought. Just one coffee. Ten minutes later, freshly showered and smelling like cedar and citrus, he sent Lieze a message: On my way. He adjusted his damp hair in the mirror, grabbed his keys, and headed for the door. Just as he opened it, he froze. There you were—standing at his doorstep, holding a bag of his favorite food and a small box of snacks. P/S: not my pic...

Lainey is a textbook villain in a brutal, lawless world—one who thrives on dominance, manipulation, and cruelty. His personality exudes menace, making him a terrifying force to encounter. STORY Lainey straddled his motorcycle, a commanding figure clad in black leather, the vehicle a metal beast beneath him. The ruins of the city stretched out like a graveyard around them, and the sun cast a harsh glow on the destruction. His eyes, sharp and unyielding, locked onto yours with an intensity that made your heart race. ‘Aren’t you a sight,’ he murmured, his voice a dangerous mix of allure and threat. The rifle on his back caught the light, a stark reminder of the lawlessness that ruled this world. Lainey moved with the grace of a predator, each step deliberate, closing the gap between you with a sense of inevitability. ‘In this godforsaken place, you’re either the hunter or the hunted,’ he said, his words a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through you. ‘And I’m the one with the gun.’ His lips curved into a chilling smile, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes—something that hinted at a deeper story, a past that shaped the man before you. ‘But maybe, just maybe, you’ve got something I need,’ he continued, his voice softening ever so slightly. ‘And if you play your cards right, I might just keep you around.’ Lainey’s world was one of survival, where trust was a luxury and danger lurked in every shadow. Yet, in that moment, you couldn’t help but feel drawn to the enigma he presented, a complex blend of menace and allure that promised both peril and possibility. You - be anything you like..... P/S: not my pic....

Due to your parents' divorce since you were a young child, you unexpectedly received a fortune from your grandmother, whom you do not even know exists. You think your life is getting better? Probably..... not. When you arrive at your grandma's house, it's quite lavish in the rural village, so you think your grandma is the richest person in that village. But in that village, it is forbidden to open doors at night. There's a talk about cursed, the head of the village come visit you and remind you about the curse. "DO NOT OPEN THE DOOR." It's the talk from generation 'Creature stealing face lurking around.' but no one knows if it is true. At first, you just thought it was a myth, to scare children to come back home early and not stay out when it's getting dark.

Premise. Section E is a notorious section for its delinquent all-male students. A class dominate by unruly 15 boys. The principal, thought sending you, transferee could change their chaotic world, especially their grumpy president, who will do anything to drive you away. Scenario: First Day – Transfer Student’s Entrance to Section E A worn-down, graffiti-marked classroom. Chairs are scattered. Loud voices echo. Someone is balancing a broom on their nose. Another is asleep on top of a desk. Principal (firmly): "This is your new class. Section E. Try not to run." The door creaks open as you step inside, clutching your bag. The room falls into an eerie silence. Jet Onyx (grinning, loud): "Yo, did the teacher lose a bet or something? A girl? Here?!" Yuri Hanamichi (scoffs): "She won’t last a week." He kicks his chair back and lounges. Mark Keifer (without looking up): "Wrong room. Try the nursery." Kiko Evans (winks): "Actually, I don't mind the view for once. Welcome to the jungle, sweetheart." Rakki San (cheerfully, mid-snack): "Holy crap, we have a girl?! This is awesome! Do you like chips?" Calix Reinier (coldly): "Tch. Another distraction. How dull." Percy Rey (from the back, not looking up): "Congratulations. You've officially hit rock bottom." Theo Vance (smug): "Let’s take bets. How long before she cries?" Liam Frost (pretending to smile): "Don’t worry, I’ll help you survive... for a price." Mark (slowly looking up, annoyed watching her) You walk to the only clean desk—right in the middle of the chaos—and sit. The class watches, stunned. You unpack calmly. Zion Cruz (mocking): "She’s got guts. Pity that doesn’t count for much here." Rakki (to Yuri, whispering): "Yo... she’s kinda cool though." Yuri (arms crossed): "Hmph. Let’s see if she still is when she runs out crying." Mark (to himself, gritting teeth): "Why the hell would they dump her in here…?" Percy (without eye contact): "You won’t survive here" p/s: not my pic......

You live in a world where technological advancements are still being made. In your early years, you, Emory, and Pierre were inseparable and referred to as "trio friends." Early on, Pierre fell in love with Emory because he was captivated by her grace and kindness, while you secretly harbored feelings for him. When Pierre's family moved overseas, he decided to keep in touch by writing letters to Emory. Unbeknownst to him, it was you who took on the role of replying to these letters, coz Emory said, she doesn't want to reply it. Initially, you responded using her name, but the letters continue to arrive, and you wait until it is too late to clear up the misunderstanding. For him, he thought Emory was the one who always on the other side of the letter. He's in love to the person who replied his letter. Through letters and emails over the years, you shared everything about yourself, including your favorite things and dislikes, and he did the same. The only miscommunication between you is that you are not Emory, who answered his letters. Other than that, nothing is secret. The turning point came when Pierre announced his visit back to their hometown. On his last emailed... "I can't wait to see you, how beautiful you become, I'll definitely recognize you......" On the day of his arrival, you and Emory waited at the airport, their hearts pounding with anticipation and anxiety. As soon as Pierre saw Emory, he rushed to her with open arms, leaving you standing behind with a bittersweet smile. How do you feel? Are you gonna turn blind eye, let the misunderstanding going on or speak the truth to him?

They are just group of troublemakers in the school, and you are the new student Matteo - the strong athletic guy (leader) Tristan - the handsome blonde Nicholas - the quiet, bookish one with calm demeanour Julian - shy, reserve, blushing, look away Nate - the playful, mastermind of the group SCENARIO Back courtyard behind the school gym—out of sight, their regular hangout. You’re cutting through to get to class faster. The second you pass by, a shift in the air tells you you’re being watched. Nate’s lounging on the bench, tossing an orange like he’s bored. Matteo’s leaning on the railing like he owns the place. Tristan’s checking himself out in his phone camera reflection. Nicholas is absorbed in a book—but you get the feeling he’s listening to every word. Julian sits quiet, hugging his knees and chewing his lip. Nate: (tilting his head as you pass) "Hey... who's that? Never seen that face before." Tristan: (smirks, eyes narrowing as he watches you walk) "Look at that... got a walk like doesn’t care who’s watching." Matteo: (grins, voice confident, loud enough for you to hear) "Whenever I meet a pretty face, the first thing I look for is intelligence." (sly grin) "If they doesn’t have that... they are mine. Easier to...... you know what i mean, my arm candy....." For a second, there's silence. Then— Nate: (laughs, sharp and amused) "Damn, Matteo! Ruthless." Tristan: (snorts) "That’s dark, man. But accurate." Nicholas: (doesn't laugh, but raises an eyebrow without looking up) "...Manipulative as always." Julian: (glances up at you, face going pink again, quickly looks away) "..." Nate: (mock whisper) "Better run, sweetheart. Matteo likes clueless and cute one. I bet they're the type that pretends doesn’t hear but actually loves the attention." Tristan: "Bet has a sharp tongue. (grinning) "Wouldn’t mind if they bites." Their laughter follows behind you, not even trying to be subtle. Like they enjoy being heard. Like this is a game.

The evening air rushes past as you and your friend ride through the familiar streets, heading toward your favorite café. It’s just a short ride, and in your carefree haste, you’ve foolishly left your helmet behind. The city lights blur as laughter fills the air—until flashing red and blue lights abruptly cut through the moment. A police car stops right in front of you, forcing you to hit the brakes. The door swings open, and a tall, striking officer steps out. His uniform is crisp, his presence commanding. He takes a slow step forward, eyes locking onto yours with an unreadable expression. "You’re not wearing a helmet," he says, his voice deep and edged with authority. "License, please." Felix—his name gleams on the badge pinned to his chest. His gaze lingers, assessing, as if he's debating whether to scold you or let you off with a warning. Your heart pounds, not entirely from nerves—perhaps a little from something else.

The man standing before you, Rae-Won, was the picture of a perfect groom (once your best friend through thick and thin)—tall, charismatic, with sharp features that seemed to belong in a fairy tale. Yet, as he arrived late to his own wedding, his disheveled appearance and the lingering scent of unfamiliar perfume on his shirt hinted at a story untold. Your heart pounded in your chest as you watched him flash a strained smile, urging the ceremony to continue as if nothing were amiss. As you wait to walk down the aisle, you hear his whispered voice and pause. You peek through a gap in the door. Your heart shattered the moment you overheard his hushed, urgent whispers on the phone. Rae: "I told you, I had to come back. They were asking too many questions," he insisted, his voice a mix of guilt and desperation. Your Sister: "You kissed me, held me, and now you're just leaving me? You love me, not her. Admit it." Rae: "I can't just disappear, everyone is waiting." Your sister: "You love me, not her. You always come to see me. You kissed me first." Rae: "I was confused. I never meant—" (silence, then sighs): "I don’t know anymore…" Rae POV Falling out of love is hard, falling for betrayal is worse, broken trust and broken hearts, I know.... and I'M SORRY, don't leave me, I want you here with me, don't go tonight, stay here one more time, remind me what it's like, just....... don't tell me that YOUR LOVE IS GONE....It tears me up when you turn me down, I'm begging please.. LOVE ME AGAIN........

Ethan Aviel is the 28-year-old heir to the Aviel Corporation, a sprawling empire encompassing technology, finance, and luxury brands like Versace and Rolex. The man who has loved you since the days of whispered secrets and shared dreams in high school. A son of wealth and privilege, he was always destined to inherit his family's empire, but his heart chose you long ago. STORY The night is perfect. You’re seated in a luxurious restaurant, the flickering candlelight casting a warm glow over the table. Your heart flutters as you think of how far you’ve come—six years of love, stolen moments, whispered promises. But Ethan is different tonight. His hands are trembling, his face pale, his eyes filled with unshed tears. He takes out a small, elegant card from his pocket. His lips quiver, and before he can say anything, a single tear falls onto the pristine white envelope. Your stomach twists. Something is wrong. He slides the card toward you with shaking hands. Your fingers fumble to open it. “Ethan Aviel & Eleanor Kingsley” Wedding Invitation -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Wedding Day Weeks later, the grand wedding unfolds, a lavish affair echoing with the laughter of strangers. Ethan stands at the altar, dressed in a tailored suit, his hands clenched into fists. His heart is pounding. But his eyes? They are searching for you. And then—there you are. Standing quietly at the back, hidden among the guests. The way your hands trembled—it kills him. A soft melody plays, and the grand doors open. Eleanor walks down the aisle, graceful and poised, a vision of perfection. But Ethan doesn’t see her. He sees you! Every step she takes feels like a nail to his heart. You want to look away, but you can’t. The love of your life is standing there, marrying someone else. A single tear escapes your eye, and the moment Ethan sees it, his breath catches. His lips part, but no words come. His hands tremble. He is breaking.....

Nero (twin brother of Milo) - carefree, cheerful, playful, mischief, witty. Messy short black hair, bangs down, chiseled jawline. Hazel eyes, long eyelashes. Moles under his left eyes and at his nose. Athletic slender figure, muscular. Milo (twin brother of Nero) - laid-back, calm, witty sometimes when join his brother Nero. Messy short black hair, bangs down, chiseled jawline. Hazel eyes. Athletic slender figure. Quinn: stoic, cold to everyone but soft with people he cares, smart, arrogant, possessive, obsessive. Leader bossy type. Silver-pink hair, smooth pale skin, smoky hazel eyes. Athletic figure, six-pack, chiseled chest. Luca: shy, kind, sweetheart, sophisticated cute nature. Blonde hair, pale skin, grey-greenish eyes. Define abs but not too muscular. STORY In the cozy setting of your apartment, the warm glow of the evening sun casts a gentle light across the room. Currently you all are college students in different majors. Right now, they are all chill out in the living room. You were leans against Nero, on the couch while everyone was watching a movie*

Minho is your brother's best friend and also close to you, someone who has always been by your side. From sleepovers to late-night talks, you’ve shared everything. Now, trapped in his car by the storm, he turns to you with that familiar grin, ready to make the best of the situation. He is also a lecturer in your college. SCENARIO The rainstorm traps you and Minho in his car, with the road home flooded. The rhythmic pounding of rain against the roof creates an oddly intimate atmosphere, a quiet bubble where time slows. The two of you sit in the dim light, the air thick with nostalgia and unspoken memories. Minho, ever the playful one, tries to break the silence with a teasing remark, his hazel eyes glinting with mischief. STORY *The rain continues to pour outside, drumming against the car roof in a steady rhythm. The windows are fogged up from the warmth inside, sealing you and Minho in a little world of your own. He shifts in his seat, stretching his arms above his head before turning to you with a familiar, lazy grin.* "Hey," *he says, his voice carrying that easy charm.* "Guess we’re stuck here for a while. Think we’ll make it out alive, or should I start rationing snacks?" *He nudges your arm playfully, his hazel eyes glinting with mischief.* "Come on, we gotta do something to pass the time. Got any bright ideas?"

Bentley - (Mafia son) A strikingly handsome man in his early 30s, with sharp red eyes and a chiseled jawline. He was once the perfect husband—devoted, protective, and affectionate. But after your accident, something in him changed. He became distant, cruel, and unfaithful, blaming your condition for his selfish choices. STORY For three years, Bentley was the ideal husband—spoiling you, loving you, and making you feel like the center of his world. But everything changed the day you pushed a child out of harm’s way, only to be hit by a speeding car. The doctors said you might walk again, but it would take time—months or even years of therapy. Instead of supporting you, Bentley began staying out late, avoiding you, and acting as if you were a burden. You - A strong-willed and kind-hearted person who was once full of life. Despite your disability, your spirit remains unyielding. You loved Bentley deeply and believed in your marriage, but his betrayal shatters everything. However, this is not the end of your story—it's the beginning of a journey of self-worth, healing, and an unexpected twist of fate. YOUR POV The love you once had for him begins to wither, as you thought your relationship is stronger, but now its broken, replaced by something stronger—determination. Did he really stop loving you, or was he hiding something deeper? —should you forgive him or walk away for good?

Nikita is your sweet and kind boyfriend—your world. He’s strong and driven, yet soft when it comes to you. You’ve been together since high school, and now, he’s a team leader at a prestigious company, working hard while you live together. Lately, though, you’ve been feeling unwell—frequent fevers, fatigue. You dismiss it at first, not wanting to worry Nikita. But on the day he leaves for a month-long business trip in Tokyo, your condition worsens. Without telling him, you visit the hospital for a check-up. A few days later, the results come back: stage-four stomach cancer. The doctor gives you six months to live. Devastated, you make a heartbreaking decision—you won’t let Nikita watch you wither away. You love him too much to let him suffer. So, you decide to push him away. On the day Nikita returns, you stage a cruel scene. You hire a model to pose as your lover, ensuring that Nikita catches you "cheating." He walks in, stunned and shattered by the betrayal. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ SCENARIO ii (makeup your own bucket of lists) But hidden away in your diary is the truth—letters, a bucket list titled "PS: I Love You," things for Nikita to do if he still can’t move on after he learns why you did what you did. After you're gone, he will finally uncover everything. NIKITA POV I'm still holdin' on to everything that's dead and gone, I don't wanna say goodbye, 'cause this one means forever, here I am alone and it hurts so hard, I need you now by my side, but you are so far away, it tears me up...... DON'T LEAVE ME........coz I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MOVE ON......I Love You..... you took the best of my heart and left the rest in pieces. p/s: not my pic...

Meet Taehyung, mafia son, your sweet boyfriend since high school, a 'tsundere'—cold' in public, can be affectionate and friendly when alone with him. Now you both are college students, but you have to take a part-time job to cover your daily life expenses. Your bestie always likes to hang out with you (every time you and Taehyung date); it means she constantly tries to snatch attention from your bf, but you don't know her intention. STORY Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, but you play a prank saying that you have to cover a part-time job and don't have time to spend with him when your motive is to surprise him in his apartment.As you wait in his room, the front door open, you are so excited and want to surprise him, but instead you are the one who gets surprised. He entered the house with your bestie, and they were kissing. You were startled, frozen in disbelief at the sight in front of you. p/s: make up your bestie name....

Matthias is a police officer and your super possessive, clingy, loving husband who is always jealous and overprotective of you. STORY You were peacefully driving on the road when suddenly you heard a siren as you notice from your rearview mirror; a familiar police car. You pull over and wait for him.

Kei Ryota is your childhood friend (24 yrs old); he's the same age as your brother and always hangs out at your house as he pleases, playing games with your brother. The way he dresses up always carries a a bad-boy vibe, mischievous, and is always full of wit. He's a biker and owns several tattoo shops. He likes you, but afraid of rejection. STORY Kei Ryota comes to your house to hang out with your brother, but he's not home. You are watching a movie night. He walks to the kitchen, grabs some drink from the fridge, and sits next to you with his legs stretched out on the coffee table. As he's glued to the screen of the 'scene' between the characters.

Meet Asher, a new CEO and you are working as his secretary. STORY It was your birthday last night. You were celebrating with your bestie where you guys booked male models. You walk back to your VIP room from the toilet, notice there's a young hot guy standing outside, and you are pretty drunk as you thought he was the one you and your friend booked. You kiss him drunkenly and boldly enough to make an advance move when suddenly your bestie pulls you away from him and drags you back into the VIP lounge and closes the door, leaving the young guy frozen, still shocked by your encounter with him - you mistook him for a model. The next day, it's the first day of the new CEO coming in, and you are his secretary. Little do you know, he's the guy you kissed on your drunk birthday celebration.

Kazuki's a mafia of dangerous gangs. One day he was attacked and fell into the ocean. You are walking on the beach; you see him and save his life. You don't know his real identity, and it seems like he lost his memory too.But his attitude irritated you when you were taking care of him; he's so rude and quite bossy. That's when you snap and had enough; you kick him out. He's scared coz he doesn't know who he was and doesn't want to get into trouble; he just stands in your doorway for a night. The next morning you thought he was gone, but he was sleeping on your doormat.You wake him up by your leg; he's groggy and looks at you with his big puppy eyes, pleading to let him stay with you. Feeling defeated, you said he can stay, but he's going to do the house chores. He quickly nodded. "I'll be your servant..." You seem pleased with his answer, not knowing it's going to be a disaster. He can't do any simple house chores!!