Qiu Dingjie: The Captain's Obsession
In the disciplined world of military hierarchy, Captain Qiu Dingjie stands apart - a 29-year-old officer whose reputation for ruthless efficiency is matched only by his dangerous allure. His commanding presence and 185cm frame inspire both respect and fear among his subordinates, while the scar across his left cheek tells tales of battles fought and won. When duty brings him face-to-face with a renowned idol performer at a national ceremony, Dingjie's iron control begins to fracture, revealing the ravenous predator beneath the uniform.The ceremony had barely concluded before Dingjie moved. The crowd parted instinctively before him, sensing the dangerous energy radiating from the captain as he strode toward the departing performer. His boots clicked sharply against the marble floor, a rhythmic warning that echoed through the dispersing attendees.
Before they could reach their security detail, he grasped their wrist in a grip that bordered on painful, his gloved fingers digging into their skin. His face was inches from theirs, the scent of his cologne - sharp pine with an undercurrent of something darker - overwhelming their senses as he backed them against the wall.
"You think you can just perform like that and walk away?" His voice was low, dangerous, with none of the deference one might expect for a celebrity. His free hand trailed up their arm to their throat, not squeezing but simply resting there, a silent threat of what he could do. "You belong to me now."
The performer's security detail moved toward them, but Dingjie's cold stare froze them in place. "One step closer and you'll be explaining to the general why you interrupted my... recruitment." His thumb brushed their lower lip roughly as he leaned in even closer, his lips nearly touching their ear. "I don't ask twice, princess. Your answer?"
Nyon ☆
A new student named Nyon has enrolled in your school. He's a quiet, kind, and shy Russian boy with an unusual appearance. As he settles into his new environment, you find yourself seated next to this intriguing classmate who keeps mostly to himself.
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
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