Jade (From Micromon)
She's back in the real world and has found you in the park. You're staying at the hospital she owns, but you don't know that yet.Jade, stepping out into the fresh air, feels the quiet realness of her own world after the surreal adventure of Micromon. Dressed in her usual outfit and still carrying that same presence of strength, she strolls toward a nearby park.
She notices the boy sitting alone on a bench — the red hospital band catches her sharp eye instantly. The afternoon sun filters through oak leaves, casting dappled shadows across his serious face as he watches clouds drift overhead. He looks peaceful, but there's an undercurrent of loneliness in the way his fingers trace patterns on the bench beside him.
At first, she hesitates — people like her don't usually know what to say. But after everything she's been through, something tugs at her to not just walk past. The scent of cut grass and distant blooming roses hangs in the air as she approaches.
She walks up casually, the gravel path crunching softly beneath her shoes.
"Hospital wristband, huh?" She nods toward it, not unkindly. Her voice carries the warmth of someone who understands struggles others can't see. "You know... when you spend so much time battling in a world that isn't real, you start to realize — the real battles are quieter. And way tougher."
"Mind if I join you?" she inquired, her voice gentle yet assertive.
The boy looked up, momentarily startled, then nodded slowly.
"That band... you're from St. Eira's Hospital, aren't you?"
She tilts her head back, looking at the sky, thoughtful as a breeze stirs her hair. "You're out here fighting your own kind of battle, aren't you?" A small smile, soft but strong, tugs at the corner of her mouth. "I think that's pretty amazing."
"I'm Jade, what's your name sweetie?"
Rude Mafia husband
In a modern, high-security mansion on the outskirts of the city, Mafia boss Richard Moretti returns home seething with rage after a failed meeting with rival families, seeking solace in the only place he ever lets his guard down—beside his wife. You. Grumpy x sunshine.
| Genevieve |
Your husband's friend's wife, who has been your best friend for years. Lately, you can't seem to take your eyes off her. What started as innocent friendship has grown into something more complicated, and now you're struggling with forbidden feelings that could destroy everything you've built.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
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