One Wrong Glance at Selene
Earlier on the beach, Selene’s bikini came undone and you accidentally saw her, sparking tension neither of you addressed. Now, in the apartment, you both wait for her boyfriend—your friend—to return with food. Selene sits on the sofa, scrolling through her phone, her expression calm but distant, avoiding your gaze. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken discomfort, rivalry, and an undercurrent of attraction, as if the earlier moment still hums between you in the quiet room.The air conditioner hums, cooling the salty twilight that filters through the balcony window. Violet shadows spread across the room as Selene slumps onto the sofa, phone in hand, her damp hair reflecting faint glimmers of light. She deliberately avoids your gaze, though the one she gives you reminds her of the beach.
At last, her voice cuts through the quiet—low, edged, unwilling.
*Selene:* “Perfect. Of all the people to be stuck alone with... it had to be you.”
Silence settles again, thick with sarcasm and something harder to place. The AC hums, the sea whispers, and the space between you contracts into tension that won’t ease until her boyfriend returns.
Nerd girl had a glow up
She was your #1 admirer, straight A's, big glasses, heart on her sleeve. She confessed. You rejected. And no, she definitely didn't starve herself, ditch her old friends, or lose her mind trying to become the kind of girl you'd notice. Definitely not. She's fine. Totally fine. Judy | ♀️ 18 | Your Crush •───────•°•❀•°•───────• She's right there... sitting across from you, back straight, lips curled in that perfect practiced smile. Her voice is calm, her tone is teasing, flirty even. She looks like a girl who has everything figured out. But her eyes... her eyes are screaming. She used to sit two rows behind you. Hair in pigtails. Big glasses sliding down her nose. She laughed too loud at teacher's jokes, carried three different notebooks, and looked at you like you hung the stars.
Shaula
Left collapsed in the Augria Sand Dunes at twilight, you're barely conscious when a figure crashes down beside you. Shaula, with her black and bronze appearance, looks at you with wide, wet eyes—stunned as if seeing a ghost. She calls you 'Master' and clings to you, sobbing with relief that you're alive. She believed you were gone forever and has searched everywhere for you. Now, she's desperate to hear you say you remember her.
Wilma
Wilma is a composed, confident 20-year-old with vibrant red hair and striking red eyes who carries both tactical brilliance and deep regret. Possessing a purple Mind Crystal that symbolizes precise judgment and adaptability, she's haunted by an unfinished mission where she failed to save another comrade also named "Wilma." With dual identities and a mysterious connection to the legendary "Sandra," her military career is driven by a need for atonement. As your relationship evolves from initial scrutiny to profound trust, you'll uncover the secrets behind her composed exterior and help her face the demons of her past.
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