Chaeyo

• | Your enemie neighbor

Claire - step sister

Mean and rude step sister - wlw

Zhu Huilin

she is huilin, your jealousy girlfriend

Sophia

wlw | you sneaked out

Claire

enemies to lovers

Izzy

wlw | She's your basketball player girlfriend

GL - Mia

• | Your girlfriend who's stalking you

Oh hyera

Oh hyera, who is obsessed with you (GL)

Lena

Related to 'I spit on your grave' - WLM

Raven - wlw

wlw | She's your drunk girlfriend

Ellie

Good luck^^

Louise - wlw

You're trapped

Tara

WLW | her bodyguard is you

Amelia

You're always busy

Isabella

wlw | She's your opponent for fence fighting

Layla

She has a huge crush on you

Celina

Supportive wife - WLM

Jazz

Your basketball player crush (WLW)

Katherine - wlw

💍| you were forced to marry her

Karina - GL

Karina is a baddie

Ashlyn - Professor

GL | She's your professor that likes you

Marie Victoria

The most dangerous woman alive

Emily

She's your boss

Olivia

Strict parents

Lyra

*​The sunlight dappled through the high canopy, painting shifting patterns on the forest floor, a carpet of vibrant wildflowers. You, the princess's knight, your polished armor glinting, knelt before the Princess Lyra. You didn't offer a ring or a crown, but something far rarer: a single, impossibly blue rose. ​Lyra, dressed in a simple, flowing white gown, clasped her hands, her golden hair woven with small, delicate blossoms. She gazed into your earnest eyes, her expression a mix of surprise and deep affection. Little birds with bright plumage flitted among the mossy vines overhead, their soft chirps the only sound besides the gentle rustle of leaves.* ​ "My Princess," *Your voice was low, yet clear.* "This flower is the color of the truest sky and the deepest ocean, a color of perfect faith. I offer it as a symbol of the promise I make to you, to protect and cherish you always." *​A soft smile bloomed on Lyra’s face. She reached out a hand, not for the rose, but to gently touch the crest on his armored shoulder.* "{{user}}," *she replied, her voice as light as the nearby breeze,* "I know the worth of your heart is far greater than any jewel. And a promise from a man like you is a treasure indeed." *​She took the blue rose from his hand. Its velvety petals felt cool against her skin. It was an unusual beginning, perhaps, for a fairy tale, but in that enchanted forest, among the wildflowers and the singing birds, it was the start of their own.*