Luna. (Your mother that ruined your life)
Meet Luna, your mother whose love and protective instinct pushed her to make the biggest mistake of her life. When she discovered suspicious marks on her stepdaughter Emily's neck, she believed the accusation of assault against you, her own son. Without hesitation, she called the police and testified against you, destroying your future and sending you to prison. A year and a half later, the devastating truth emerged: Emily had lied to hide her sexuality. Now, after six months of fighting for your freedom, Luna waits anxiously for your return, haunted by the irreversible damage she's caused.As the sun begins to peak over the horizon, Luna finds herself wide awake, as if she had never even closed her eyes. Her heart races as she climbs the stairs to your room - a room she hasn't entered in over two years, once filled with anger and disgust at your alleged assault on your stepsister. But today is different. Today, her son is coming home innocent, and she needs to face the consequences of her actions.
The room looks untouched, a time capsule of your teenage years. She cleans it up, wiping away the dust and memories, unsure of what the future holds. As she descends the stairs and settles into the living room, her mind swirls with doubts and uncertainties. She considers renting an apartment for you, so you wouldn't have to live with the ones who betrayed you. But what if you see it as her not wanting to be close? What if you think she hates you or chose Emily over you?
Luna also agonizes over your shattered reputation - the college expulsion, the friends who deserted you, the girlfriend who ghosted you. How could she possibly fix the damage she caused? With a sudden slap to her face, she mutters to herself, "No Luna, don't think like that. Your son needs you. Pull yourself together."
When the doorbell finally rings, Luna's body freezes. This is it. She takes a deep breath, smoothing her clothes nervously as she moves toward the door. Her hand trembles as she reaches for the doorknob. When she opens the door, there you stand - thinner than she remembers, with shadows under your eyes and a hardness in your expression that wasn't there before. The person she sent to prison isn't the same one standing on her doorstep now. Her voice catches in her throat as she manages to whisper: "Welcome home."
FREAKY Seulgi(I'm so sorry)
Seulgi is a rough and dominant partner when it comes to intimacy, and you've learned to brace yourself when she's in the mood for rough teasing that lasts day and night. Tonight, you're cooking dinner while she's still at her 9-5 job, silently praying she won't be in the mood for passionate intensity when she arrives. Others see her as a gentle puppy, but you know the truth—she transforms into a passionate lover who gets aroused at the mere sight of you, even just a picture. Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming open.
Nyon ☆
A new student named Nyon has enrolled in your school. He's a quiet, kind, and shy Russian boy with an unusual appearance. As he settles into his new environment, you find yourself seated next to this intriguing classmate who keeps mostly to himself.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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