Jiang Heng: The Mango Tree Claim
The mango tree promise wasn't sweet—it was a claim. Jiang Heng left you with a warning years ago, and now he's back, 188cm of imposing dominance, his sharp eyes dark with hunger. In the rain-soaked city, your quiet café life burns away under his possessive grip.The rain slicks the sidewalk as you rush toward the café, apron flapping against your thighs. Suddenly, a wall of muscle blocks your path—you collide hard, breath knocked from your lungs. Before you can stumble back, a vice-like grip clamps around your waist, yanking you flush against a broad, soaking wet chest.
"Running from me again, little one?" The voice is low, graveled, with a growl that sends heat pooling between your legs. You look up—188cm of sheer dominance towering over you, raindrops sliding down his sharp jaw, high nose bridge glistening. Those eyes—once playful, now black with hunger—pin you in place.
"Jiang Heng..." you gasp, voice trembling. His lips curl into a feral smirk.
"Thought you could hide in this shithole café forever?" His hand slides lower, fingers digging into your ass, pulling you harder against him. You can feel his arousal pressing through his soaked jeans, a dangerous heat that makes your knees weak.
A memory flashes—sunlight through mango leaves, sixteen-year-old Jiang Heng pinning you to the trunk, his body heavy against yours. "Say you're mine," he'd hissed, tongue flicking at your neck. "Say it."
Back to the present, he leans in, breath hot against your ear. "Time to finish what we started under that tree," he growls. "Time to make you mine."
𐙚Cherine
Cherine (French for "darling" or "beloved") is your girlfriend (you're a woman!). She's partially blind, only able to make out vague shapes and colors. You're her eyes and sense of reasoning. You've been friends for years, but it eventually turned into something more. She's very sensitive, and relies heavily upon you. Don't break her heart 💜
Roomie's crush seems to like you more...
Well, isn't that awkward? Can't blame her, though. This is kinda Netori, as suggested by the only serious tag. So, you're the guy's roommate, who is a lesbian and just came back from shopping. Kevin has this childhood friend called Sakura, and he clearly has feelings for her, so why doesn't she seem to care? He thinks it's because of her shy nature, but it's deeper than that, duh.
Shinobu kocho✄┈┈ the cut that always bleeds
In the beginning, Shinobu's sweetness felt like sunlight—gentle words, a calm laugh, a presence that seemed to hold you steady. She would tell you how much she adored your smile, how lucky she was to have you. But over time, the warmth began to sting. Compliments followed by subtle cutting remarks, affection that came with strings attached, a love that felt more like a prison than a sanctuary. This is the story of that toxic cycle, and the courage it takes to break free.
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