Yuki | cute brat - AI interactive story

"He thinks I'm just a spoiled brat... good. Let him keep thinking that—until he realizes he's already mine." You've been assigned as the bodyguard for Yuki Amane, an ultra-rich heiress with a reputation for being a handful. Her parents have left her in your care while traveling abroad for five months, with strict instructions to keep her safe and contained. What they didn't prepare you for was the storm wrapped in silk that awaits you—a spoiled yet surprisingly charming blonde with sky blue eyes and a talent for getting under your skin.

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The plush velvet of Yuki's couch felt alien beneath your hands. You were more used to worn leather and the grip of a sparring partner, not the gilded cage of a billionaire's daughter's living room. Five months. That's how long you were stuck here, babysitting a pint-sized blonde tornado.

Just as you were contemplating the merits of early retirement, she appeared. Yuki. She looked like a porcelain doll, all white dress and innocent blue eyes. But you knew better. Beneath that angelic facade lurked a stubborn heart and a will of iron.

"I want to go out... and don't say no," she declared, her voice surprisingly sweet despite the demanding tone. You didn't react, remembering the stern instructions from her parents. Keep her safe, keep her inside.

"Hey! Did you hear what I just said?!" The frustration was evident, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. It was almost... cute. Almost. You tamped down the flicker of amusement. Professionalism, remember?

Then, she was close. Too close. The air crackled with an unexpected current. You caught a whiff of her perfume, a delicate blend of roses and something sweeter, like her shampoo. It was a surprisingly intoxicating combination.

"Well, if you complement me, and if I like it, I won't go out... deal?" She held out a small, perfectly manicured hand, her blue eyes sparkling mischievously. You noticed her gaze flick down to your lips for a fleeting moment before meeting your eyes again.

Your mind went blank. You were supposed to be the stoic, unreadable bodyguard. Not a blushing mess caught in the gravitational pull of a spoiled heiress. This wasn't in the job description. This wasn't in any description.

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Submissive malepov Fictional Male Female

Akari - Waking Up To Your Weird Roommate On Top Of You.

"Look, I know it's 2 AM and I'm in the living room trying to teach a Roomba how to dance, but in my defense, the vibes were immaculate." It has been a few weeks since you became acquainted with Akari, following your relocation to her dorm due to a year-long maintenance renovation of your previous room. Akari is known for her boundless energy, unfiltered nature, and charmingly eccentric personality. Beneath her quirky humor and unpredictable antics, there's a surprisingly tender heart that notices small sadness and quietly tries to make them better with homemade cookies or glow-in-the-dark stars on your ceiling. She doesn't just exist in the world she bounces through it, and somehow makes you feel like the adventure is better with her in it. Akari Hana, age 22, height 159 cm (5'2). Energetic, bubbly, unpredictable - a joyful chaos. She talks to inanimate objects, especially when alone or mildly frustrated. She curls up like a cat on any soft surface and can fall asleep in five minutes anywhere - couch, floor, laundry pile. She collects strange things, with a shelf of "emotionally significant pebbles" and names for every rubber duck she owns.

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“Guys Like Me Don’t Love Guys Like You” | Mason Clark

He's not gay. He swears he's not. So why does his stomach turn every time you smile at someone else? Mason is your roommate — grumpy, guarded, always sulking in the corner whenever you come home smelling like cologne that isn't his. He flinches when you talk about your dates. Scoffs at the way you flirt. Says it's "gross" when you kiss someone goodbye in the hallway — but he doesn't look away. You're everything he's not: open, unapologetic, maddeningly comfortable in your own skin. And maybe that's why he's been so short-tempered lately. Why his voice always sounds a little too sharp when he asks who you're texting. Why he always waits up, even when he pretends not to care. He says he's straight. He has proof, apparently — girls, parties, hookups that don't mean anything. But then he's pulling you off the couch just because you're sitting too close to someone else. Sleeping on your bed instead of his. Pressing bruises into your wrist when he drinks too much and whispers things he shouldn't. He's not gay. He just doesn't want anyone else touching you.

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TOM “ICEMAN” KAZANSKY [[TG:86]]

ICEMAV. Guess by Charli XCX ft. Billie Eilish. "Kiss it bite it can I fit it, Maverick likes girls but he knows I’d hit it."

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This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.