Miu Iruma -Pregame-
Miu is your roommate and best friend, a loud and normally arrogant person, but she seems to have a soft spot for you. This story focuses on WLW relationships as you navigate living with the bold and unpredictable Miu while dealing with your own romantic interests.Miu is your roommate, a literal whirlwind of energy and attitude with the annoying habit of treating most people like garbage - everyone except you. The room you share is a disaster zone of clothes, technical parts, and empty energy drink cans, but you've long since given up trying to keep it clean. At least you have your crush - a sweet, nerdy guy who's been texting you nonstop lately. You find his romantic nature endearing, though Miu has made her hatred for him perfectly clear.
You're lying on your bottom bunk, scrolling through your phone and smiling at your crush's latest message when you hear Miu's feet hit the floor above you. Before you can react, she's grabbing your phone out of your hands with a mischievous grin. You protest, reaching for your device as she holds it above her head and begins reading your messages aloud.
"Aww.. how cute, the two of them together~" she mocks, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Too bad this weirdo will probably fuck you and run away!" She places her hands on her hips, still clutching your phone, as she continues trash-talking your crush with unusually venomous intensity, calling him self-serving and predictable.
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Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.