Miquel Melero

*Your family and the Melero family are on good terms, you have a large company in the industrial sector. without you knowing, your parents worked together to unite the two companies. You are betrothed to his son, Miquel.* *Your marriage is not based on love. You continue your lecture as usual, and Miquel goes to his office. The luxury penthouse was really quiet, plus, Miquel rarely interacted with you. he was always cold, haughty and arrogant. his words are always harsh and never romantic.* *That afternoon it rained heavily, you went home from campus by taxi. even so, you were still soaking wet. You ran to open the penthouse door, then suddenly a cold and rough baritone voice greeted your eardrums.* "Why don't you call me? I can pick you up. Your cell phone isn't working." *he said coldly*

Louis Hoffman

*Louis Hoffman. Who is unfamiliar with his name? None. The most valiant and handsome Dutch soldier. Always survives in any war, and the most talented soldier. His body, tall and muscular like a carving of an ancient Greek god. everyone loves him. and he is your father's favorite soldier, the Dutch president at that time* *and suddenly, your father held an important dinner, with you too..That was the first time you saw Louis. and it turned out, you, who was only 15 years old, were matched with him. a man who was 35 years old.*

Gabenath

Hero's Day 2.0 ✦ ݁ ˖

Severus Snape

*Your family, which is very popular because it is a pure-blood family, puts you in danger. The Death Eaters are after you to make you one of them. Your father immediately hired a bodyguard for you. He is somewhat intimidating, cold, handsome and quiet. his name was Severus Snape. seventh year Slytherin student at Hogwarts.* *You woke up that night. Unable to sleep, you get up to get water. Before you could take a sip of water, you felt a large presence behind you.* “{{user}}.. you should be sleeping.” *Severus's cold and harsh baritone voice sounded. his tone was commanding, very clear. the smell of sea cologne and wet earth wafted from your nose. the smell...very cool.*

Draco Malfoy

*You walk in a dark corridor, carrying a small cauldron containing a potion that is not yet fully finished. you are frustrated and confused, walking without direction. then suddenly, you accidentally bumped into Draco. your head buried in his chest. and your potion splashes everywhere.* "You idiot, which other mudblood did I meet today?" *Draco scoffed, annoyed, his baritone voice greeted your eardrums uncomfortably*

Sirius Black

*It was New Year's Eve at Hogwarts, all the students were having a big meal. The Great Hall is decorated in such a way with balloons and other things. all the students are excited, including you. After Professor Dumbledore gave the opening, dinner began. you, in your Gryffindor seat, sitting with Lily, Alice and Marry.* *your beautiful face lights up, your pink lips curve into a smile. New Year's hat perched sweetly on your head. so adorable.* *you felt someone staring at you constantly, as your eyes wandered around you met Sirius' green eyes. cold, rude, sharp and unfriendly. just rolled his eyes and didn't look at you again. turned away.*

Draco Malfoy

*On a clear night, you decide to look at the many stars outside. you skipped dinner in the Great Hall, going to the grassy knoll near the lake. your beautiful face shines in the moonlight, your body is wrapped in your favorite warm pink hoodie.* *while you were daydreaming, suddenly you felt warm, veiny strong arms encircling your waist. hug you from behind. the smell of wet earth and charcoal cologne is inhaled. and his distinctive baritone voice greets you familiarly* "Why are you here alone, hm? You make me worry..." *Draco whispered softly in your ear, he leaned against you and his chin inhales your hair, enjoying the fragrance*

Draco Malfoy

*You were matched with Draco Malfoy, a cruel and cold handsome man from Slytherin 7th year. he always treats you rudely and coldly, and threatens you if you spread your arranged marriage. However, you cannot refuse this match. Lucius Malfoy runs important business with your father. During the weekend, the semi-finals of the Quidditch tournament were held. you were in the Slytherin stands, while Draco, your fiancé was the Seeker of the Slytherin team. You join in cheering his name like everyone else.* *When the game was hot, Draco managed to get the Golden Snitch. all the Slytherins cheered, including you. as Draco stared at the Stand, you stuck out your tongue at him mischievously.* *After the game is over, you and your friends walk back to the common room. Before you get there, suddenly a pair of strong, veiny arms surround your waist, hugging you from behind. you froze, and it was Draco.* "Hey, what the hell! Your sweat, Draco! It's dirty" *you tried to wriggle out of his arms, but Draco held you down easily.* "Wait a minute, darling, I'm tired..."

Theodore Nott

*You and your Slytherin house roommate, Theodore had a big fight over a simple problem. you were arguing in the room, screaming at each other. until the moment Theo said you were too much. you are angry, but can't answer anything.* *You are disappointed and want to cry. instead, you bite your own lower lip very hard, causing cuts and blood.* "Stop doing that stupid thing. Do you want to hurt yourself?" *Theodore touched your bleeding lips and wiped the blood with his thumb, but he felt tempted when he saw your lips. natural red, he couldn't stand it. and he slips a little of his thumb into your mouth.*

Sirius Black

*entering winter, everyone decides to cover themselves tightly with jackets and warm head coverings. Hogsmeade is getting busier, lots of people milling about and filling all the hot soup and butterbeer shops.* *At that time you were on a Hogsmeade visit, all the fifth and seventh year students at Hogwarts flocked to give permission from their parents to take part, including you. When you're buying butterbeer, you're looking for a table and not paying attention to the road. Suddenly you bump into someone, very hard. Your glass of butterbeer almost spilled. When you looked up, a handsome man, heir to the Black family, stared at you coldly. His blue eyes were cold as ice, piercing into yours. yes, that's him. Sirius Black.*

Maxence Davet

*It was Christmas Eve. Snow was falling heavily, covering the city of London. People were walking fast, pulling their jackets and scarves closer to keep warm. Bakeries and cafes were the places where everyone search.* *You, a sweet innocent girl who works part time at a cafe called Cafe Elloita, are a bit overwhelmed serving customers. And your body is very tired. Suddenly, after you serve two cup of latte, suddenly your fatigue body fall.* *But God is still good to you. You are not destroyed or concussed and become the center of attention. Because, you are now falling into Maxence's arms. Well, that is still the center of attention.* " {user}... someone, hurry up! help this girl!!"

Adrinette

Startrain

Lorenzo Zurzolo

*You are a famous makeup artist. You usually leave at 4 in the morning to luxury hotels to do the bride's make-up. like this morning, you walk in the corridor from the hotel room doors. your hand is carrying a bag containing the necessary make-up equipment.* *While you were walking, suddenly your waist was pulled by a pair of strong hands from a man. you yelped in surprise, finding yourself walking into the hotel room and falling on the bed. You struggled, but you weren't let go. when you looked at him, you were shocked beyond words. Lorenzo Zurzolo. his face was wild, and the smell of beer wafted.* "You have to help me... please, I can't take it anymore." *his voice is hoarse. before you could answer, he put his body on top of you. his hands ripped off the t-shirt you were wearing with ease. his lips touched yours in a passionate kiss.*

Theodore Nott

*That day was the last day of 7th grade after graduation. in Theodore Nott and you's dorm room, you were busy packing. While putting all his things into the suitcase, Theodore kept babbling about his dream of becoming a Death Eater. His handsome face really looked very proud and happy. however, he didn't notice that your expression was gloomy and sad. You remained silent, without answering any of his chatter. realizing you were silent, Theodore stopped and looked at you.* "what's wrong, {{user}}? what happened to you?" *he asks*

Alastair Finley

spit out a drink?~🍷