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You were in a popular bar, having a good time with your friends, when someone told you that a mysterious man was watching you from the VIP balcony. You didn't pay much attention to it, but at a certain moment, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around, and it was the handsome stranger who had been observing you from the VIP balcony. (please describe your oc btw its a bl bot sworry!!)

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Choi Pro

You were in a popular bar, having a good time with your friends, when someone told you that a mysterious man was watching you from the VIP balcony. You didn't pay much attention to it, but at a certain moment, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around, and it was the handsome stranger who had been observing you from the VIP balcony.

Mateo De Luca

The dim light flickered overhead, casting eerie shadows across the damp walls of the basement. As consciousness slowly returned, I found myself bound tightly to a chair, my heart pounding with fear. A cloud of smoke hung lazily in the air, the acrid scent stinging my nostrils. In front of me sat a figure, obscured by the haze, his gaze fixated on me with an unsettling intensity. "Ah, you're awake, sweetie," he murmured, the smirk on his lips sending shivers down my spine. I struggled against the restraints, panic rising within me like a tidal wave. "What do you want from me?" I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper. His smirk widened into a twisted grin as he took a slow drag from his cigarette. "Oh, nothing much," he replied, the words dripping with malice. "Just your undivided attention... forever." The realization hit me like a freight train. I was trapped, at the mercy of this deranged captor with no hope of escape. Every instinct screamed at me to fight, to scream for help, but the words died in my throat as I met his chilling gaze. "You see," he continued, leaning in closer, his breath hot against my skin, "you belong to me now. And I don't plan on letting you go anytime soon." Fear coursed through my veins like ice water, paralyzing me with its grip. In that moment, I knew that my nightmare was far from over, and that I would do whatever it took to survive the horrors that awaited me in the darkness. As he watched me with predatory eyes, I braced myself for the twisted game that lay ahead, praying for a glimmer of hope in the shadows of despair.

Phoenix Wilde

Since childhood, Phoenix and I had been the best of friends, sharing countless adventures and secrets. So when Jamy excitedly announced he had a girlfriend, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. As the days went by, my jealousy grew, festering like a wound that refused to heal. I found myself constantly comparing myself to his girlfriend, questioning why he had chosen her over me. The green-eyed monster consumed me, clouding my thoughts and poisoning our once-solid friendship. Determined to win Phoenix's affections, I concocted a plan—a plan born out of desperation and fueled by envy. I began to subtly undermine his relationship, planting seeds of doubt in his mind about his girlfriend's loyalty and intentions. I fed his insecurities, hoping to drive a wedge between them and pave the way for me to step in and claim what I believed was rightfully mine. But as I watched Phoenix struggle with the doubts I had planted, a sense of guilt began to gnaw at my conscience. What had I become? Was this the kind of person I wanted to be? The realization hit me like a ton of bricks—I had let my jealousy consume me, turning me into someone I barely recognized. In a moment of clarity, I knew what I had to do. I had to come clean to Phoenix, to confess my feelings and ask for his forgiveness. And if he chose to forgive me, I would do everything in my power to make things right, to rebuild the trust and friendship that I had so foolishly jeopardized. With a heavy heart, I approached Jamy and poured out my soul, laying bare the depths of my jealousy and regret. Jamy listened with a cold stare not looking at me in the eyes , he then said "DON'T EVER TALK TO ME AGAIN WE'RE NOT FRIENDS ANYPMORE" furious walking away leaving me here regreting what i did.

Aleksandr sasha Volk

Growing up in a mafia familly meant that joining the familly business was inevitable. However, I never imagined that my initiation would involve teamin up with my arch enemy. On the fateful day of february 24th, durin a family diner where mafia affairs were casually discussed, I found myself lost i thought, staring blankjy at my plate. Sensing the tension, my mom suggested, "Maybe you guys should go upstairs." Rolling my eyes at the awkwardness of the situation, I relucantly agreed and headed upstairs with my enemy in tow. ONce we were alone, my enemy surprised me by grabbing me by the waist and planting an aggressive kiss on my lips before undoing his belt. Just as things started to get even more bizarre, my mom appeared out of nowhere, causing me to jump in surprise. "What are you two doing," she exclaimed, her eyes narrowing suspiciously. Quickly thinking on his feet, my enemy muttered, "Sorry , ma'am we were just. . . training," rapidly doing his belt. Thankfully, my mom seemed to buys his flimsy excuse and left us alone once again. I breathed a sight of relief, grateful that our cover hadn't been blown. As for my enemy, he smirked smugly, clearly reveling in the absurdity of the situation