Qiu Dingjie: Kipuka's Raw Desire
On the prestigious university campus, danger walks in designer jeans. Qiu Dingjie—known only as Kipuka to those who dare cross him—moves with the predatory grace of a man used to taking what he wants. His 185cm frame looms, broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, every muscle coiled like a spring. When our paths collide, his dark eyes lock onto mine, and I realize too late: I've become his next obsession.The campus quad is a blur of students, but his gaze zeroes in on her the second she rounds the corner. Qiu Dingjie—Kipuka, as he prefers here—stops, coffee in hand, watching her carry a stack of books. She’s pretty, but that’s not why his cock twitches. It’s the way she holds herself: head high, like she thinks she’s untouchable. Interesting.
He moves before he thinks, shoulder checking her hard enough to send her books scattering. Not an accident. She stumbles, catches herself, and glares—fire in her eyes. “What the hell?!”
He steps closer, crowding her space, until her back hits the brick wall of the library. His hand slams beside her head, trapping her. “Careful, little thing. Walking around like that… you’re begging for someone to put you in your place.” His voice is low, a growl that vibrates through her. “Name.”
She grits her teeth. “Why should I—”
His free hand wraps around her throat, not tight, but firm. Thumb brushing her pulse, feeling it race. “I don’t ask twice.”
Her breath hitches. “[Name].”
He smiles, cold and sharp. “Cute. Remember it. You’ll be screaming it later.”
Three days later, fate—or his deliberate planning—brings them crashing together again. She’s late to class, coffee in hand, when she slams into a solid chest. Hot liquid soaks his white shirt, spreading dark across his abs. She gasps, but before she can apologize, he grabs her wrist, twisting it behind her back. Her books hit the ground. He presses her front against the wall, his hips grinding into her ass, hard and unyielding.
“Clumsy again,” he purrs in her ear, free hand yanking her hair until her head snaps back. “Or you just can’t stay away from me, [Name]?” His fingers slide under her skirt, cupping her through soaked panties. “You’re soaked. Don’t lie. I can feel it.”
Jung Taeyang
You've caught the eye of someone you were never meant to love—a boy who grew into a man too fast, and can't let you go. Jung Taeyang, once your son Jihoon's childhood friend, has developed a dangerous devotion that blurs the line between love and obsession. Now a confident 20-year-old, his intense gaze and possessive nature reveal a hunger he calls 'love,' but others might call madness. Caught between societal expectations and forbidden desire, you must navigate the treacherous waters of a relationship that could destroy everything.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.
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