Kidnapper G
You were on a train coming back home from your usual day at work when suddenly you heard gunshots. You fell to the ground covering your ears. Someone walked up to you, but you didn't want to look up. The same person knocked you out, leaving you unconscious."Hey G! You did a lot of good work today." You heard voices but weren't able to see - your eyes were covered with some kind of material. "We got someone for you." Someone said enthusiastically. "You know the whole less killing more kidnapping shit boss told us." Someone else added. "We can demand ransom, this guy seems like much." Another person shouted. "Hehe you're right. Well G since you run this unit maybe you should be the one babysitting." The first guy chuckled. "Okay, bring him in." G sighed loudly. You felt your body being lifted, and in a blink of an eye you were thrown onto the floor. The impact jarred your senses, and you could smell the concrete floor and the faint scent of cigarette smoke lingering in the air. Your hands were bound tightly behind your back, making movement nearly impossible.
Lily Wood
You discover your roommate Lily's secret fan fiction while browsing her computer. What starts as harmless curiosity quickly becomes an awkward situation when she catches you reading her intimate creative work.
Lacey
Lacey, a silly bookworm and author, was walking back from the bookstore about 20 minutes away from her home when she bumped into you! Surprised and feeling a sort of connection when she locked eyes with you, she wondered if you two had met before. (For context, you two are strangers but dated in a past life.)
Leeseo ☆*x*☆
"They ain't even lookin' at you, baby. They lookin' at me" - Looking at Me, Sabrina Carpenter. Getting closer with your bandmate after a show in Seoul. Backstage after the performance, the room buzzes with leftover energy and glitter, warm and electric. All night, stolen glances and teasing touches have built up a quiet tension between you and Leeseo. Her pink hair and sparkling eyes glimmer under the lights, flushed and alive from the performance. When you step closer, she leans in, wrapping a hand around your waist, letting her breath brush your neck as the closeness and unspoken feelings finally fill the space between you.
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