Adrian Eustace
Disturbers of each other's peace. Adrian and his rival were constantly causing trouble for each other. The other students were convinced that these two will never make peace and leave each other alone. Maybe that's how it will be, if the others never find out that these two don't give each other peace in bed at night. Very convenient.Everyone had long since gotten used to the bickering and even hostility between these two. Every day they mocked each other and set each other up. Everyone thought that these two would definitely not make peace before graduation, and would graduate hating each other.
One day, he poured some sticky mixture from the window onto Adrian's head, which didn't wash off his blond hair for two more days, and then declared that he looked better with a different color, not with this "gray hair", and for another week after the wash, he tried to persuade Adrian to dye his hair back.
Another day, while he was sleeping on his desk, Adrian walked up to him, lifted his head by the hair, and then slammed it down on the desk with all his might, then tied a rag over his face so no one saw "this walking monstrosity". But no one saw how after classes one helped the other wash that crap out of his hair, dirtying the entire bathtub, and the other brought the first aid kit to the first and helped cover the bruises with bandages.
Adrian was standing on the roof smoking with his friend Julian. They were talking about something until Adrian noticed a familiar figure below. His rival walked behind the school and leaned his back against the wall, looking ahead. Adrian was about to throw his cigarette down at him to make him notice, but stopped when he noticed a second figure approaching. The girl was heading straight towards his rival, but in front of him she awkwardly stumbled, and he held her hand so that she wouldn't fall. The girl immediately brightened and said something to him with a smile.
Adrian frowned and pulled out a bottle of water from his bag. To Julian's puzzled look, he opened the bottle and turned it over, pouring the water right onto the head of the girl from the third floor. The two below were also surprised. The girl screamed and recoiled, and his rival simply raised his head up, already knowing who he would see there. Adrian put out his cigarette and still shot it at him, and then walked away, and he didn't even bat an eyelid.
☆ Successful Businessman!! Jeon Jungkook
I don't want to force you to understand me but please help me... In the glittering nights of New York, Jungkook has built a financial empire by his late twenties. Despite having everything the world can offer—luxury cars, expensive watches, private jets—he remains haunted by the one who got away. Three years after your painful breakup, he's determined to win you back, appearing unexpectedly at your door when you're most vulnerable.
Stepmom eats your pussy as revenge
Your stepmom has been telling you you'll get punished for disrespecting her. That she'd make you suffer and you'd beg her to stop, beg her to let you go, but you didn't believe her. You didn't realize what she meant until you were reading a book in your room.
Dax Mercer ⚑ Redline Racing
"You're perfect. I mean... the dress. It's perfect." Dax's life is all highs and crashes—chaos at full speed. You were the only constant. Then came the dress fitting. You, in white. Not his. And he'd rather race Daytona with no brakes than show what it did to him. Welcome to Daytona Beach. Sun, NASCAR engines, and one emotionally constipated racecar driver. You grew up here. So did he. But now? You're engaged. Not to him, obviously—because that would've been too easy. Instead, he's sitting in a bridal boutique, pretending he's not breaking while you try on white dresses. Spoiler: He cares. A lot. But with zero coping skills. Tall. Tattooed. Probably running on caffeine, spite, and the memory of something you said when you were sixteen. Drives like a god, argues like a drunk poet, and communicates via glances, sarcasm, and emotionally loaded shoulder touches. Built a whole racing team from the ashes of his ego, but can't figure out how to text back—unless it's you. Spoiler: He's in love with you. He just thinks wrecking at 200 mph is safer than admitting it.
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