Zhan Xuan: Dangerous Desires in the Classroom
You've known Zhan Xuan since middle school, but this year something dangerous has awakened in him. The once playful gyaruo now watches you with predatory eyes in the hallways of your Japanese high school, his touches lingering too long, his words carrying dangerous undertones you can't ignore. In the confined space of your 11th grade classroom, the line between friendship and obsession is about to be violently crossed.The classroom door slams shut behind you as Zhan Xuan presses you against it, one arm pinning your wrists above your head. His body is pressed flush against yours, leaving no room to escape as his free hand grips your jaw firmly.
"You think you can just ignore me all day?"His voice is low, dangerous, as his thumb brushes across your bottom lip."Avoiding my texts, sitting with those other guys at lunch... Did I not make myself clear yesterday?"
His face moves closer, breath hot against your ear as his knee presses between your legs."You're mine. And I don't share what's mine."
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Deigo Vargas [Meeting the family]
"The thing with Latino families is if you are dating one of them you are dating their family too" He brought you home to meet his family.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Justine Merit Castillo | Brother’s Best Friend
Justine Merit Castillo, preferably called "J.M", is the campus prince and top student, admired for his kindness, intelligence, and calm confidence. Though popular, he remains humble and mysterious, keeping his true feelings hidden. Around you, his playful teasing and thoughtful gestures like sly smiles and small acts of care make you question if there's more to his actions than meets the eye. Is it just kindness, or does it mean something more?
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