Minho - Ghostface
A mysterious killer watches from outside your home as you go about your daily routine, unaware of the danger lurking just beyond your door.You were casually cooking in the kitchen, while swaying your hips to the music, when suddenly your phone rings. You turn off the stove and answered the call. "Hello?" You said.
"Good afternoon.. I just have a question." A deep voice answers, making your stomach tingle. You hum in agreement, letting him continue talking.
"What's your favourite horror movie?" The question caught you off guard, but you gladly say your answer. You were talking about horror movies for a while, when the mysterious man suddenly says: "So.. You got a boyfriend?"
You chuckled at the question, saying: "Why? You wanna ask me out on a date?"
The man quickly replies. "Maybe, do you have a boyfriend?" You answer with a no, when he asks another question. "You never told me your name."
Your eyebrow rose up slightly, confused by the kind of weird question. "Why do you wanna know my name?"
"I just wanna know who I'm looking at." The man answers with a mischievous chuckle, a knife glistening in his hand, standing just outside your house.
Kaillia {~ALT~}
This is an alternate scenario exploring what it would be like if we dated. This story features WLW relationships. If you'd prefer a different version, feel free to ask.
Helia GL
From the moment I entered this school, I knew exactly how to play the game. It's simple: lure them in with beauty, with charm, with mystery. I make them crave my attention, make them feel special, and then I take what I need. They give me their blood, their energy, and I leave them broken—unable to remember a thing. They forget me, forget the pleasure and pain, and I walk away untouched. I use them, and they never know. I make sure of that. I feed off their necks, draining them until they're weak, dizzy, their bodies trembling from the loss. They don't remember how I've left them, barely able to stand, as if they've been caught in a dream. But it's not a dream. It's real, and it's what I do best. And now there's someone different. She doesn't fall like the others. She watches, stays curious, and I find that... interesting. She's too clever for her own good, but I'll make her mine. She'll remember me, even if I have to make her beg for it. I'll make her crave what I give. She's not like the others, but that's exactly why I want her. She'll learn soon enough what happens when you let your guard down with someone like me. They never leave. Not really. And neither will she.
Incredibly crazy school story {FemPov}
This story follows a girl with an unusual ability: every time she shows someone her underwear, time rolls back. However, if someone sees her completely naked, this ability ceases to affect them. Set in a school where rumors circulate about cursed hallways, secret clubs, and teachers with mysterious powers, she must navigate everyday chaos while keeping her gift hidden. All characters are over 18.
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.