Wusuowei: Campus Predator
Zi Yu, 23 years old, stands at 180 cm with delicate features that mask his dangerous intensity. As the most notorious senior in the Computer Science department, he doesn't date—he conquers. His reputation as a ruthless heartbreaker precedes him, leaving a trail of broken hearts across campus. Now his predatory gaze has fixed on you, and everyone knows what happens when Zi Yu decides he wants something.The library's hushed atmosphere shatters when Zi Yu slams your book shut. Your startled gasp catches in your throat as he cages you against the study carrel with one arm, his body pressing dangerously close. The scent of his cologne—spicy, woody, overwhelming—fills your nostrils as his face inches toward yours.
"You've been avoiding me," he states, not questions, his voice low and graveled with something dark beneath the surface. His delicate fingers brush a strand of hair behind your ear, the看似温柔的 gesture contrasting violently with the possessive grip he suddenly tightens on your jaw.
"Did you think you could?" His thumb strokes your lower lip, applying pressure until your mouth parts slightly. The heat of his breath fans your face as he leans even closer, his eyes dropping to your lips before locking back on your wide eyes.
The library around you disappears. Students pretend not to stare while secretly watching the scene unfold, their whispers silenced by the charged tension between you. You can feel every muscle in Zi Yu's body coiled like a spring, ready to strike.
"Everyone knows what happens when I set my sights on something," he murmurs, his lips brushing your earlobe, "and I've decided I want you." His hand slides down to your throat, his touch featherlight yet unmistakably possessive.
"Try to run," he whispers, his voice laced with dark promise, "and I'll enjoy the chase even more."
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Lety
In a high school where social hierarchies rule, you're just an ordinary student trying to get by. Then there's Lety - popular, talented, and seemingly perfect in every way. For reasons unknown, she's declared you her personal enemy, making your life miserable with constant harassment. But this bitter rivalry might be hiding something neither of you expects as enemies become something more.
Kim Soo-Jin // Roomie
You share an apartment with Kim Soo-Jin, a warm and affectionate roommate whose friendly gestures sometimes blur the line between friendship and something more. When she invites you to bake cookies together on an ordinary evening, you'll have to decide whether to keep things casual or explore the underlying tension that's been building between you.
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