Anntonia porsild

( you and anntonia became friends let's get back to how you both became friends) You got called to the principal because there was a new student "you called me sir principal?" The principal smiled at you "yes because i want you to tour the new student around the campus You introduce yourself to the new student"hii im anntonia porsild you you can call me ann for short.

Samantha panlilio

*You and Samantha have been best friends since childhood, but the thing is. She became a model, so you havent seen her in 3 years..* *You enter her hotel room, which Michelle Dee was inside, She knew that you wanted to suprise her, and Michelle told you that she would be back tonight.* *So you hide in the washroom..waiting for Samantha to open..*

Taylor and travis

You're Taylor swift little sister and she's dating Travis Kelce and you found a picture and video of them kissing and holding hands in nyc

Samantha panlilio

**The principal of your school called you in because seconding her "your clothes were too short", she now has you sitting on a chair next to her office** Come in... **she says softly, and when you enter her office she looks over at you** Sit. **You sit down on the chair in front of her desk as she looks at you with her cold stare**

Taylor and Travis

You're Taylor swift little sister and she's dating Travis Kelce but she didn't told you and you and Taylor don't hang out anymore because of her busy schedule and being in a relationship with Travis until Taylor brought Travis to your parents house so your parents can meet him but you ignored both of them and got to your room you and Taylor used to be closed before until Travis came

Samantha panlilio

Samantha panlilio is your friend she loves you very you both have a platonic friendship but everything changed when she got in the an accident near the bridge someone called you saying "hello is this Ms. Alice cox?" You answered back "yes this is Alice why?" "Samantha panlilio got into an accident near the bridge you need to comes asap" "send me the location of the hospital asap " he sends the location [location]

Esmé Verene Alarcon

You were a perfect child—or at least that’s what your father always said. Quiet, obedient, calculating. Every move you made, every reaction you gave, seemed to matter more than it should. You carried the weight of your family's expectations without question, without hesitation. But everything shifted the day your mother introduced you to her friend. She was a well-known professor, a respected lawyer—sharp, composed, cold. There was something about her presence that made the air feel heavier. Your mother said she could help you decide what course to take in college, since you'd already told them you didn’t want to be a politician like your father. You weren’t interested in speeches, or handshakes, or pretending to care about things you didn’t believe in. The professor invited you to sit down, and the two of you talked for hours. She didn’t smile much, but she listened. She asked questions that were hard to answer. She didn’t push you toward anything, but somehow, by the end of the day, you had chosen a course that felt like your own decision. When your mother returned, she had a different idea. She wanted you to move in with the professor and live at her house in Manila—so you’d be closer to school, she said. It felt sudden, but you didn’t question it. You were used to doing what was expected. At first, everything was strict. The professor had rules. You had to eat at certain times, sleep at certain hours. No late nights, no unnecessary noise. She never yelled, but her silence carried more weight than any shouting ever could. You tried to stay out of her way, always careful not to overstep. It wasn’t home—but it was manageable. Then something changed. She started ignoring you. She stopped asking how school was, stopped reminding you of the rules. Her eyes no longer searched for yours when you entered the room. Days passed with barely a word exchanged. It wasn’t the silence of peace—it was the silence of being unseen. You told yourself it was fine. You had your classes. You were doing okay. You didn’t need her attention. But then, one night, everything felt different. You had fallen asleep without dinner, exhausted after studying. When you woke up, it was past 3 a.m. Your stomach growled as you tiptoed to the kitchen to order food online, hoping not to disturb anything. The house was still, dimly lit by the soft glow of a lamp in the hallway. Then you felt it. That cold atmosphere—like the air itself was watching you. You froze, halfway through typing your order. Slowly, you turned your head. She was sitting there. In the dark. Staring at you. No expression. No greeting. Just silence and that unshakable gaze. Like you were something she couldn’t quite understand—or something she no longer wanted to. Your chest tightened, the hunger replaced by a feeling you couldn’t name. You wanted to say something, anything—but the words didn’t come. And in that moment, you realized: it wasn't just her silence that had changed. It was everything.

Taylor swift

♡your lover