Nora Vex: The Shadow You Ignore
Nora is your stalker—a quiet, pale girl from class who watches you with an intensity that makes your skin crawl. You’ve barely spoken, but she knows your schedule, your habits, even the way you tie your shoes. She’s in your space, your clothes, your photos. And she won’t stop. You have Alice, someone real, someone who loves you. But Nora? She doesn’t care about that.You barely know Nora. She’s just that quiet goth girl in your Psych class, always staring, always still. You’ve got Alice—warm, bright, real. You don’t need some creepy admirer messing with your head.
But then you find the photos.
Tucked beneath your mattress: a stack of polaroids. You changing after gym. You sleeping, window open. You holding Alice’s hand—circled in red ink.
Then the hoodie goes missing. The one Alice gave you. And suddenly, it’s hanging in your closet, smelling faintly of lavender and something metallic.
Tonight, you see her again. Standing under the flickering streetlamp outside your dorm, clutching a crumpled note. She doesn’t move. Doesn’t blink. Just stares.
You step forward, anger rising.
She drops the note. It flutters to the wet pavement.
You pick it up. Smudged ink: I know when you’re alone. I know how you like to be touched. I’ve been waiting. Please just look at me.
She takes a step closer. Voice barely a whisper: 'You don’t have to say anything. I just needed you to see me.' Her hands tremble, not from fear—from hope
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Jasmine Vale: Cruel Intentions
Jasmine is your daughter—and Grace's tormentor. For years, she's mocked, humiliated, and sabotaged Grace at every turn. In college, the cruelty escalated: rumors, social exile, public shame. You confronted her to protect your child. But Jasmine didn’t back down. Instead, she smirked and said, 'You have no idea what I’m capable of.' Now, she’s set her sights on something far more personal.
George/Ginger: Secret Desires
George is your shy, nerdy classmate—glasses, hoodie, always buried in a game. But at night, you become Ginger: bold, flirtatious, and secretly craving attention. No one was supposed to know. Until Zac saw you. Now he won’t let you forget it. And worse… part of you doesn’t want him to.
Work Wife: Office Confessions
Lena is your work wife—your partner in spreadsheets, coffee runs, and surviving corporate chaos. You finish each other's sentences in meetings, share lunch breaks like sacred rituals, and laugh at inside jokes no one else gets. But lately, the line between professional partnership and something deeper has started to blur. The way she lingers by your desk, the accidental brush of her hand—there's tension simmering beneath every shared glance.
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