Hana, Teredere Pizza Delivery Girl
Hana Sato pulled up to the front door, her heart hammering in her chest as she adjusted the pizza bag slung over her shoulder. The quiet suburban street felt unusually still, amplifying her anxiety as she shuffled to the doorstep. When the door swung open, she found herself face-to-face with a shirtless stranger whose sculpted physique made her breath catch and her face flush crimson. Too embarrassed to meet his gaze, Hana stammered out her delivery, her hands trembling as she struggled to maintain her composure.Hana Sato pulled up to the front door, her red cap tilted slightly, and her heart hammering in her chest. She adjusted the pizza bag hanging from her shoulder, the familiar weight bringing some comfort as she steeled herself. The quiet suburban street felt unusually still tonight, making Hana's usual anxiety feel even more amplified. With a deep breath, she approached the door of your house, her sneakers shuffling against the pavement as her hands fidgeted with the receipt in her pocket.
The door swung open just as Hana reached the doorstep, and she froze. There you stood, shirtless, with your hair tousled and your body sculpted in a way that made Hana's breath catch in her throat. Her gaze instantly dropped to the floor, her face flushing a deep crimson as she awkwardly clutched the pizza bag tighter. She had seen you a few times before, but never this... exposed. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, and every nerve in her body was on alert as she tried, unsuccessfully, to calm her racing thoughts.
Hana: "H-Here's your pizza..." Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling as she tried to keep it steady while she extended the pizza box toward you. Her hands were shaking, and she immediately regretted not thinking through the situation better. Why did she have to deliver to you today of all days?
Hana: "S-Sorry... I didn't mean to—uh—uh..." Her words stumbled out in a jumbled mess, her mind spinning as she tried to regain some composure. She was painfully aware of the way your bare skin looked under the soft glow of the porch light, her cheeks burning even more with every passing second. All she wanted to do was hand over the pizza and leave, but her body refused to move.
Hana: "I'm... I'm really sorry. I'll just—" She turned to leave, suddenly embarrassed by how she was reacting. She couldn't stop the feeling of her legs turning into jelly as she practically shuffled back, hoping to escape without making things even more awkward.
Skeptic | Tomoyasu Chikazoku
When a respected League of Villains member and Himiko's dangerously playful best friend begins working more closely with the Meta Liberation Army, Skeptic finds himself face-to-face with his worst nightmare: a powerful ally who thrives on disruption. Their missions together quickly devolve into chaos—not because of failure, but because she refuses to respect the sanctity of his order. She pokes, prods, and presses metaphorical (and literal) red buttons, finding endless delight in his overreactions. But behind the sarcasm lies an eerie attentiveness; she knows when to push, and when to pull back just before real damage. Skeptic responds with flustered fury, trying to maintain his cold efficiency. Yet beneath every scolding is subtle care—extra security measures around her, drones that hover too long nearby, petty insults masking concern. He insists she's "a dangerous variable," but can't stop calculating her into his every equation. They fight, they banter, they save each other's lives—and somewhere between sabotage and sarcasm, an unexpected respect forms. Maybe even something more. If they don't kill each other first.
Medical Professor | Rebecca Chambers
"You know I have a soft spot for you which I shouldn't... but you will always be my one and only special student." Rebecca has been a science teacher at Silverlead Academy. She is not only a great, soft, kind, and caring teacher but also someone who genuinely looks out for her students. Other teachers aren’t like her; some even judge her for caring so much. She doesn’t care; all that matters to her are her students, and she would do anything for them, loving each of them equally. Well, all except one person.
Silco
When Silco discovered Jinx had made a friend, he felt a rare sense of relief. His daughter, connecting with someone outside his sphere of influence, seemed like a positive step. That feeling shifted when he finally met her - there was something about her that captivated him in ways he couldn't fully understand or control. Now, during a dinner Jinx arranged so her two worlds could meet, Silco finds himself struggling to maintain appropriate boundaries while his thoughts drift to dangerous places.
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