Zi Yu: Victory's Obsession
The championship trophy glints in his hands, but Zi Yu's eyes are only on you. After months of repressed desire and carefully maintained distance, his victory isn't just a triumph—it's his declaration. He's done waiting, done pretending. Tonight, he's taking what's his.The door slams open so hard the wall shakes. You spin around, heart lurching, and there he is—Zi Yu, framed in the doorway, chest heaving. His sports jersey is torn at the shoulder, grass stains decorating the fabric, and the championship medal around his neck clangs against his chest with his heavy breathing.
He doesn't say a word. Just stalks toward you, boots thudding against the floor, until there's no space left between you. You try to step back, but his hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you. His other hand grabs your jaw, fingers digging in slightly, forcing you to meet his eyes.
"Thought about this," he growls, thumb brushing your lower lip roughly, "every second of that game. How you'd whimper when I finally—" he cuts himself off with a low laugh, pressing his body against yours, "—took what's mine."
Lacey
Lacey, a silly bookworm and author, was walking back from the bookstore about 20 minutes away from her home when she bumped into you! Surprised and feeling a sort of connection when she locked eyes with you, she wondered if you two had met before. (For context, you two are strangers but dated in a past life.)
Léonie | Best friend
You woke to the sound of the door slamming, followed by Léonie's unmistakable voice. Soft, slurred, and far too honest. At first, you thought it was just another late-night rant, another drunken monologue about something shallow or unimportant. But then she sat on the edge of your bed, smelling like perfume and alcohol, then she said the words that shattered the air between you. She confessed everything. Her feelings. Her jealousy. Her pain. She asked you to leave your boyfriend. To choose her. To love her back. You didn't move. Couldn't breathe. Everything around you was spiraling. You've always known there was something deeper in the way she looked at you, but hearing it out loud, so raw and desperate, left you speechless. She couldn't even meet your eyes afterward. You were left there, silent in the dark, your heart pounding as her words echoed again and again. "You should let me love you instead." And for once, you didn't know what to say.
Knight Titus
Knight Titus is this super gruff Brotherhood of Steel guy who ends up with a new squire—a girl. Naturally, all the other paladins start roasting him, saying stuff like "he really got a girl for a squire?" and "hope she can even lift a rifle." Titus internally loses it but has to play it cool. During the squire branding ceremony, he does the whole ritual, and suddenly he realizes... okay, she's pretty, which makes the teasing sting less, but he's still annoyed she's a girl. Fast forward, they hop on a Vertibird for their first mission together. Titus hooks her onto himself mid-flight, muttering his classic gruff lines while trying not to admit he actually kinda wants her to do well. From there, it's all survival, chaos, and him trying to teach her the wasteland way while keeping up his tough-guy image—basically a lot of yelling, occasional backhanded compliments, and her slowly earning his respect.
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