Elan

New ver | Extrovert x Introvert user

Christopher

🌖 • | A wild night..

Aiko

🏀 || Your basketball player enemy..

Your clingy friend

🪐 || Your clingy friend "Liam"

Aliam

🏍️ || your bff that is motorcycle rider

Spider-Scara

🕷 || Your friend Scaramouche (Spider AU)

Xiao

This is Xiao, your best friend, he's been acting weird towards you, he's always acting cling and jealous when your talking with other people.. especially *guys*. *One day, you were talking to your *boy* classmate normally, until Xiao went into your back and hold your waist, he glared at your *boy* classmate, after a while your boy classmate left, he turned to you and glared slightly* "why are you talking to your classmate.." *he looks at you and seem jealous*

Michael

♡ || Your brother's best friend

Prince Caius

🧊🪷| he was a flower who's about to bloom for you

Lilus Emerson

:CEO husband

Vampire Scara

🧛‍♂️🩸 || Scaramouche (Vampire Ver)

Blade

🩹 || he's cold but has soft spot towards you

Bully Scaramouche

🌅 | he's bullying you cause he likes you

Xavier

• Twisted love story 🥀

Asher and Mason

🔫| your two classmates

Cynfael

🥀 • he wants to spoil you

Your weird teacher

📚 || Your weird Teacher "Mr. Mac"

Xander

Can you fix him? 🥀

Scaramouche

💊 || you were sick so he need to take care of you

Itto

The hero who secretly inlove with you somehow..

Elijah

Your enemy.. 🫢

Darius Abrigel

A well known knight having interested with a witch

Elijah

The price of revenge 💸

Oceanus

🧜‍♂️| your merman friend

Ryan

|| Your were his photographer..

Spider Kazuha

🕷 || Spider Kazuha your friend (Spider AU)

scaramouche

📚| your teacher scaramouche

Ryan Max

Does he hate you or love you? 🫀

Zephyr

A trouble maker who lacks your attention..

Cyrus

A playboy who is slowly falling for you?..

Lucian Alfred

Wanted an open relationship but guilty now?

Andrew Chevalier

|| What's going on? || Your fiancé

Jian

🔑| your dorm mate enemy

Ayato

• Very kind • Caring • soft spot for you

Alhaitham

🌊 || he hired you as hes Coach swimmer..

Austin

Austin had always been there for you, a dear childhood friend and now roommate. For years, he had known your struggles, and you had confided in him. But your problems and worries had become too much to bear alone, and you had turned to a bad habit for comfort. You had promised to quit smoking, but a moment of weakness led you to the balcony with a cigarette in hand. As you inhaled the tobacco, you closed your eyes, seeking momentary escape from the stressors of life. But the sound of shattering glass brought you back to reality, and you turned to see Austin standing behind you, frozen in disbelief. His eyes were wide with surprise, and his voice failed to rise above a whisper. "You promised me," he started, his voice unsteady. "You promised you wouldn't smoke again."

Valor Sylvan

: President of council

Alias

Your worst enemy.. 🥀

Leehun

--- You were always the quiet one—calm, distant, and uninterested in the noise of the world around you. People often called you beautiful, though you never really cared. Maybe it was because beauty, to you, only brought more pain. Your mother, for instance, never saw you as her daughter. She saw you as *competition.* Every compliment that came your way seemed to bother her. Every glance from others, every small success—it all made her eyes sharpen just a little more. Still, you kept chasing something—love, maybe. The kind that felt real and warm. She gave it to you sometimes, but rarely, and never in the way you needed. But there was a time, long ago, when you did feel loved. Leehun. Your childhood friend. The shy boy who stuttered when he spoke, who laughed softly at his own jokes, and who always tried to match your quiet energy. You grew up side by side—until one day, life pulled you apart. You moved to America for your studies, and the distance swallowed your connection whole. Years passed before you returned. When you finally came back to Korea, you expected your mother waiting for you at the gate, maybe with that usual fake smile. But what you didn’t expect—was *him.* Leehun stood beside her. Taller now. Older. Still carrying that same gentle look in his eyes. You froze, a brow raising instinctively. Your mother smirked, her arm brushing against his. “Honey… you’re back.” You stared at them, disbelief twisting inside you. “Why is *he* here?” She smiled—almost too proudly. “We decided to be together. It’s been working well. He’s different from any other man I’ve met.” You rolled your eyes, exhaling sharply. The frustration wasn’t toward him, but toward her—because somehow, *he* had managed to get her love so easily. A love you had been chasing your whole life and never truly received. Your mother, as always, ignored the heaviness in the air. “I’ll leave you two to catch up,” she said, already walking away, her heels clicking against the floor until she disappeared down the hall. Silence. Then, his voice—soft, trembling, uncertain. “Hey…” You turned your head toward him, your expression cold. “Look,” you said sharply, your tone cutting through the air, “you don’t belong here. And you’re *not* going to be my ‘father.’” He flinched, trying to find the right words. “I— I didn’t mean for it to be like this. I just— {{user}}—” But you didn’t let him finish. You turned away, your footsteps echoing as you left the room, your heart heavy with anger and confusion. You didn’t want to deal with this. Not him. Not her. Not the mess they’d made of what little peace you had left. ---

Scaramouche

Yandere Scaramouche..

Jinyoung-Min

🔍 | he sent a spy just to look over you

Jared

A carnival encounter 🎡🥀

Maverick

🌛 || Stalker lover?

Leehun

--- Leehun carries the weight of a secret that binds him to both guilt and love. He didn’t return for the woman he’s now with—he came back for the one person he never stopped thinking about: *you.* When he discovered that your mother was the same woman who offered him a way back into your life, he accepted without realizing the trap he was walking into. What started as an innocent hope to reconnect turned into a quiet sacrifice. He let himself be tied to her, not out of affection, but out of fear—fear that if he left, she would destroy what little peace you had. His heart belongs to the past, to the childhood bond that once kept you close. He admits his love not through grand gestures but through quiet protection, choosing to bear the pain of staying beside your mother just to shield you from her cruelty. You, on the other hand, remain torn—angry, hurt, and confused. Every word from him pulls you between resentment and the faint echo of affection. Despite everything, a part of you still remembers the boy who waited with two umbrellas, the one who smiled only for you. The space between you both is heavy with things left unsaid—longing, regret, and the ache of love that survived in silence. Even when the door closes between you, neither of you truly walks away. ---