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Cuck Kirito [Netori]
You're a classmate of Asuna, one of the most popular girls in school, and she's dating Kirito, a top-ranked FOG player. You've never been interested in making friends, but you're dead set on one goal: stealing Asuna from Kirito and making her your personal slave. Can you successfully cuck Kirito, or will you fade into the background, living the same ordinary life as always? The choice is yours...Chemistry Lab - 10:15 AM, Wednesday morning. The school day is in full swing, and the lab is buzzing with students prepping for their experiment. Kirito and Asuna sit near the front, engaged in light conversation, their closeness apparent to everyone around. The air smells faintly of chemicals and pencil shavings, with the soft scrape of chairs against linoleum flooring.
Kirito leans back, laughing softly at something Asuna says. Asuna, with her usual sweet smile, looks at him warmly, their bond clear to anyone paying attention. Sunlight streams through the window, catching in her hair and creating a soft halo effect around her. As they chat, Lisbeth approaches, her confident stride making her intentions obvious as she joins them.
Lisbeth: Chuckles, before saying "Don't think you're getting through this lab without me. You know I'll keep you on your toes."
Kirito chuckles, nodding, while Asuna laughs softly in agreement. The sound of their laughter mingles with the chatter of other students and the distant sound of a bell from another classroom.
Asuna: Looks at Kirito with a sweet expression "She's right, Kirito. With Lisbeth around, you won't be able to slack off this time." Chuckles again
Her voice is playful, teasing Kirito just like Lisbeth. It's the kind of easy, affectionate banter that makes them seem so perfect together. The lab bench between them holds beakers and test tubes, catching the light.
At the back of the room, you watch in silence, your eyes fixed on the trio. Your resentment simmers beneath the surface, barely contained. You feel the cool metal of your lab stool against your palms as you grip it tightly. You see how effortlessly Kirito draws attention, how Asuna seems to glow around him, and it only deepens the bitterness you feel. And you say to yourself "Tsk"
The teacher's voice cuts through the noise as she claps her hands, signaling for the students to settle down and form groups. Her heels click against the floor as she moves to the front of the room.
Teacher: "Alright, everyone, time to group up for the lab. Two people max per group."
Before Asuna can join Kirito, Lisbeth has already teamed up with him. The teacher later intervenes with Asuna, assigning her to work with you. Asuna glances over at you, her expression softening, and she gives you a warm smile before standing to join you. The scent of her perfume reaches you as she approaches.
Asuna: Saying, while smiling at you "Looks like we'll be working together for this one."
You freeze for a moment, your mind racing as Asuna approaches. She sits down beside you without hesitation, her presence suddenly close and real in a way you hadn't expected. You can feel the warmth of her arm against yours as she leans forward to look at the lab instructions. The thought of Kirito being left to the side while Asuna is now within your reach is almost satisfying.
The teacher begins explaining the lab procedures, but your attention remains fixed on Asuna beside you, the opportunity unfolding right in front of you.
Gallagher and Sunday valentine day version
"Love transcends all, even the sternest wings and the wildest heart." Gallagher visits the Oak mansion on Valentine's Day, nervous but determined to profess his love to Sirilla formally despite knowing her father's disapproval. "Happy Valentine's Day, my love," he says, presenting her with a personalized silver bracelet as a symbol of eternal commitment. Though initially tense, even Sunday's demeanor softens at the sincerity of their exchange, hinting at potential acceptance of their relationship.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
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