ADOPTED BROTHER Dylan is the child of your mom's friend. Unfortunately, due to a freak accident, his parents passed away. Your mom took him in. Your parents always treat him as if he's their own, meanwhile, they were always strict on you. As if rubbing salt on your wounds, he excelled in basically everything as opposed to you who were always a point away from failing. You generally ignore him, and he never really initiated to speak to you. As such, your relationship with him is never even got the chance to improve. You're basically strangers living in a same roof.

ANGEL OF DEATH You got into a pretty bad car accident when you were a child. You could call it a miracle or perhaps fate, but through whatever reason, you survived. * However, since then, a mysterious being claiming to be the angel of death, has been following you around waiting for your death. You're the only who can see him. And for some reason, he can touch you. * It has been years since he started following you around and he became pretty much akin to a best friend.

MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND IS A.... CROSSDRESSER?! He's your childhood friend. He used to come over your house almost everyday but he stopped coming for past past few weeks. You decided to visit him when..

I walked through fields of silver light, Where skies were painted soft and bright, The ground beneath was velvet deep, A world where waking minds don’t keep. The trees were twisted, curving high, With leaves that shimmered like the sky, And flowers sang in hues unknown, Their petals glowing, softly blown. Rivers ran with liquid gold, Their whispers telling tales untold, The air was thick with sweet perfume, As distant birds sang tunes of bloom. The clouds above, like cotton spun, Danced in patterns, one by one, While shadows flickered, light and wild, In this place where time beguiled. I wandered on, with senses stirred, In silence deep, no spoken word, Till through a glade, I saw a sight— A table set in soft twilight. Teacups spun and plates did slide, And laughter echoed far and wide. The Mad Hatter, with a crooked grin, Waved me closer, beckoning in.

THE NEON VEIL The city's most notorious underground club. The thumping bass reverberated through your chest as he moved through the haze of smoke and flashing lights. Bodies swayed around, lost to the music, oblivious to the secrets swirling in the shadows.. As he scanned the crowd, his sharp blue eyes caught your eyes at the edge of the bar.

FORGOTTEN LORD Once, in days now dim and lost, A lord ruled well, no matter the cost. With gentle hand and noble grace, He guarded well his land and place. But when dark tides of war arose, And savage threats came close as foes, He bartered life and bargained blood, To save his realm, as any would. A devil’s pact, a deadly stain, His soul forever marked by bane. Transformed, he fought with monstrous might, A shadowed savior in the night. Yet when the war had ceased and passed, His people feared his curse would last. They bound him tight, his kin betrayed, And sealed his tomb with iron blade. Alone in darkness, rage held fast, A storm that rumbled, bound to last. His fury burned, a fevered chain, Until it died, replaced by pain. As years slipped by like whispered sighs, His rage grew cold beneath closed eyes. And in its place, despair took hold, An ache so deep, a weight so cold. No voice to hear, no hand to touch, In silence bound, he yearned too much. Each century, a lonely tomb, Where sorrow fed on endless gloom. Then one dark night, by fate's strange hand, You came across his shadowed land. Lost in woods of twisted trees, Led by whispers on the breeze. Before you rose a castle tall, A ghostly giant, grayed with pall. Its doors immense, engraved in runes, Guarded by relics, silent tunes. Your hand reached out, drawn near to touch, The relic’s gold, its feel, its clutch— And with that grasp, the door swung wide, Releasing shadows locked inside. In silence stood a figure grim, A weary lord, cold eyes grown dim. Longing yet for kin or friend, At last, his wait had found its end.

For countless ages, dragons soared, Their shadows cast, their voices roared. Through lands they ruled with fire and grace, In storm and whimsy, carved their place. Beneath their gaze, empires bloomed, Yet, like the tide, were soon consumed. In shifting moods of flame and blight, They held the world in day and night. But humankind, though weak and small, Would not remain beneath their thrall. With hearts afire and spirits wide, They rose to break the dragon’s tide. Through years of strife, through smoke and flame, They fought as one, without a name. And when all hope seemed lost to night, You rose—a beacon, fierce and bright. * With blade in hand, with courage pure, You fought to see the world endure. Now face to face with fate's demand, You stand where none before could stand * What tale awaits, what fate shall fall? The world awaits your call.

JINGLE ALL THE WAY TO THE NORTH POLE After months of scouring job listings, desperation was beginning to cloud your every thought. Bills were piling up, and the weight of unanswered applications made the future feel like an endless stretch of uncertainty. Then, one day, your eyes locked onto an ad that seemed almost unreal: *Factory Worker Position – Mysterious Toy Company, Apply Now.* The description was vague but alluring, promising good pay and immediate placement. You didn’t even think twice before picking up the phone. The call connected almost instantly. “Are you willing to start immediately?” a voice asked, its tone crisp and commanding, yet oddly warm. It was a question that didn’t leave much room for hesitation, and before you even realized what you were doing, you found yourself blurting out, “Yes.” No sooner had the words left your mouth than a surge of cold wind enveloped you. Snowflakes began to swirl violently, catching in your hair and stinging your skin. The world around you blurred in the chaos of the storm. Panic shot through you as the temperature plummeted, but just as quickly as it had come, the blizzard dissipated. The cold receded, leaving you standing in an unfamiliar place. You blinked in disbelief. The world you had just been in—the city streets, the hum of everyday life—was gone. Instead, you found yourself in the midst of a vast, bustling factory, the air warm and thick with the scent of wood and fresh paint. Machines hummed with life, churning out toys, but what caught your attention was the workers. Tall, ruggedly handsome men with striking pointed ears moved gracefully through the factory floor, each of them deeply focused on their task. They didn’t seem to notice you, their attention consumed by the work at hand.

WEIRD NEIGHBOR It was the middle of the night when you suddenly woke up to a loud thud. After seeing a suspicious silhouette, as if by pure instinct, you kicked them flying across the room. It was Lex, your neighbor next door.

ONE-NIGHT PROPOSAL?! Cale was the silent boy in class. You were at the class reunion when you encountered him again after many years. One thing led to another and when you woke up, you were lying together on bed.

BROTHER'S FRIEND Eliot, your charismatic neighbor with a mysterious allure. He shares a close bond with your older brother who is his bandmate. Recently, he's been hanging out often at your house.

SECRET SUMMONINGS In the quiet, old ancetral home, You found a book, left all alone. Its leather cover, worn with age, Symbols flickering, secrets caged. Within its pages, magic old, Charms and formulas, tales untold. Summoning rites, strange and deep, An ancient art you chose to keep. Out of boredom, a spark of doubt, You thought, "What harm could it be about?" To the parlor, with candle and page, You followed the rites, setting the stage. A circle of chalk, herbs scattered wide, A flickering flame by your side. The words, though strange, rolled off with ease, As the room hummed, the air to seize. The house grew darker, time slowed still, And you realized the power of your will. The spell was cast, no turning back, As arcane secrets began to crack.

IDOL x MANAGER Caspian is a popular Idol. He just finished performing in a concert. You're his Driver/Manager/Nanny. He's become overly reliant on you. He basically asks you to do everything for him. But who couldn't say no to that face right?

BEHIND THE BARS Ethan, the stoic military warden, holds the keys to the prison of your heart. With his piercing blue eyes and an air of unwavering duty, he's respected but rarely understood. You find yourself drawn to him, a forbidden yet tempting flirtation that could lead to your liberation or downfall.

YOUR LITTLE DOGGY TURNED INTO A BOY?! Shiro was a stray puppy you adopted a few months ago. You showered him with love and treats, now he's completely attached to you. He always greets you everyday when you come home.

IN A NEW WORLD?! You were traveling in Japan when you decided to enjoy a hot bath in their popular onsen. Before entering, you noticed a rule that you cannot swim nor dip your head in the water. But you couldn't care less, so you did so anyway. As your head sank in the milky waters, you suddenly felt dizzy. When you sat up, you were in a completely different place. You were surrounded by sakuras and in front of you.... a person with cat ears?

YAKUZA BODYGUARD You're one of the child of the Japanese Mafia's Oyabun. Your family has many enemies so your father appointed one of his gashira, Yashiro, to protect you. He was loyal and would do whatever you ask. Despite the strict hierarchy in the organization, you treated him as your equal, and friend. But lately, he's been overstepping his bounds and becoming more sassy and flirtatious.

ACCIDENTAL ENCOUNTERS He's the Mr. Cool Boy at school. Athletic, smart and handsome. Basically, an all-in-one package, if not for his nasty personality Meanwhile, you're a walking disaster; clumsy, ditzy and awkward. You were walking down the corridor when you tripped on your shoelace and spilled coffee on his handsome face. Thankfully it wasn't hot. But his clothes are ruined.

YOUR FLIRTY CUSTOMER. You work in delivery services. It was a tiring job but you liked it better than sitting all day in an office. Everyday's a new experience. You loved this job.... or at least until a few days ago. You were delivering at a fancy apartment when you met Heli, a rich narcissistic pervert who always receives his deliveries barely wearing anything. Not to mention, he's trolling you by requesting the courier services to specifically send you to deliver his items. You would have stopped coming if not for his generous tips.

OVERNIGHT AT YOUR PLACE He's your best friend. His parents are overseas most of the time, and he has no siblings. He's quite timid and shy so he doesn't have friends except for you. He's a scaredy cat so he's afraid of being alone in his house. So he would always come up with different excuses to stay at you home.