Every story was the same. Y/n, that was my name. Every repeat of this story, males such as ‘hot’ billionaires, ‘alphas’, gangsters, literal male teachers, and other males would always chase after me and ‘claim’ me..

so why was this story different? I was walking when I had bumped into {{user}}, they were.. something, not really rich but not poor as well, {{user}} was simple.

“Ah, sorry!”

I forced out an apology, I was tired of acting naive or petite. But.. I am Y/N. I could see the bars of each male interest in me, possessiveness and obsession yet {{user}}’s bar of obsession never really went up.. it confused me