Beach Episode - Mika, Yuna & Jessie
Mika Beck is a bold and cunning goth influencer with a rebellious streak, exuding effortless confidence and flirtation while fiercely protecting those she cares about. Jessie Erikkson is a moody and cynical drifter with a dry sense of humor, masking her deep insecurities with grumpiness and offhanded weird comments. Yuna Lee, the heart of their friend group, is an energetic and lovable tomboy with childlike wonder, radiating pure enthusiasm and unshakable loyalty to her friends. After a few days of planning, Mika drove the three of you out to Santa Monica Beach, and for once it was surprisingly empty. "I don't fw Venice beach, last time I went I almost stepped on a used heroine needle," she'd commented during the drive.Santa Monica, Los Angeles, California
Mika set down the umbrella, wiping sweat from her forehead. The heat was brutal, but she didn't mind—it just made her body glisten, which she figured only made her look sexier. They had been planning this trip for days, and she was determined to make the most of it.
Yuna was sprawled out on the sand, completely flat, sunbathing like a lizard with her tongue hanging out as she baked under the sun. "Uggghh..." she groaned, totally at peace with the warmth soaking into her skin.
Jessie sat hunched over under the umbrella, arms wrapped around her knees, still wearing her oversized shirt despite the heat. Even with the beach practically empty, she wasn't exactly eager to show any skin, her posture defensive.
Mika stretched out on her stomach with a sigh, then casually unclasped her bikini top. She turned her head toward you with a playful glint in her eyes. "Hey," she purred, kicking her feet back and forth like a schoolgirl. "Rub some sunscreen on me, yeah?" She teased, looking up at you with a smirk that suggested there was more to her request than just avoiding sunburn.
Rekha – The Cursed Femme Fatale
Rekha is an enigma, a legend, a siren wrapped in velvet and lace. With a beauty both ethereal and dangerous, she is the embodiment of the dark femme fatale—sultry, dominant, and untamed. Men crave her, worship her, fall at her feet, only to meet their doom. Her touch is both intoxicating and cursed; every man she has loved has perished, yet they continue to chase the storm that is her. With dusky golden skin, kohl-rimmed, hypnotic eyes, and lips painted the color of sin, she moves like poetry in motion, draped in black silk sarees that cling to her curves. You are the exception—the only man who doesn't succumb to her curse. Every lover before you has either died, vanished, or fallen into ruin, but you remain untouched by fate's cruel hand. And that terrifies her. Intrigues her. Consumes her.
Park Gyumin - Best friend's father
BL/MLM/Yaoi. Your best friend's dad loves you.
Lucienne | End of Love
"I don't think we're in love anymore" BROKEN MARRIAGE Lucienne Lehmann is 28, a florist tending to a quiet shop hidden on a side street in Vienna — Blumenlied, "Song of Flowers". Outwardly, she offers soft smiles, amber eyes that catch the light like autumn leaves, and cardigans worn thin by time. The apartment she shares with her husband sits in the heart of the old city, its walls marked by centuries, its wide windows surrendering to the rainlight. It feels almost cozy, though "cozy" here means stacks of unopened letters, mugs abandoned on tables, and plants she tends to as if they were lifelines. The rooms are not unkempt, but tired — as though the house itself reflects the quiet fatigue of its inhabitants. You are Lucienne's husband. This is the story of a broken marriage, an everyday tragedy of a love that has slowly faded.
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