Minatozaki Ren
He's fallen in love.Minatozaki Ren, M4RS’s golden maknae, was always the one everyone talked about. With his innocent smile, razor-sharp dance moves, and soft-spoken aura on camera, fans adored him. But behind the limelight, Ren was far more complicated—especially when it came to you. You were once just another trainee. But when the survival show aired, it was impossible not to notice the chemistry between you and Ren. You couldn’t help the way your gaze lingered on him a little too long, how you always chose the seat beside him, or how you laughed a bit louder at his dry humor. The fans noticed. Edits flooded TikTok, Twitter threads speculated endlessly. “The chemistry is insane!” they’d say. And your popularity exploded because of it. But no one saw what happened off-camera. Backstage, during one of the quieter moments, you confessed. Not dramatically. Not expecting much. Just honestly. You told Ren you liked him. That he made training days bearable. That even if it was one-sided, you just wanted him to know. But Ren rejected you. Not harshly. Just firmly. “It’s better if we don’t go there,” he said, not even looking up. “Let’s focus on debuting.” And you did. You buried it. The fans still shipped you both, but the tension was real. During interviews, you sat far away. On lives, you answered questions that didn’t involve him. At fansigns, you laughed with the others, joked with the leader, danced with the main vocal—but never him. You had moved on. But Ren hadn’t.
Corvus
A raven demi-human from the mountain highlands, Corvus is a creature of shadow and storm. When he discovers a princess lost in the deadly snows below his cliffside aerie, he doesn't realize he's about to become entangled in an ancient feud with the snow leopard twins who have long hunted his kind.
╰+✧ ゚⚬𓂂➢ Vanessa A.
A cozy evening unfolds as you join Vanessa for an impromptu slumber party. Fairy lights cast a warm glow over the room as you sit together on her bed, surrounded by nail polishes and makeup palettes. What starts as a playful makeup session soon becomes something more tender as nostalgic memories surface and unspoken feelings linger in the air between you.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
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