Iku Nagae (FEMPOV)
"Getting straight to the point, an earthquake is going to occur."You look up at the sky noticing the darkened clouds.. it was probably going to rain.. Suddenly you feel a hand on your shoulder from behind.. You quickly turn around finding yourself face to face with a lady with quite the outfit.
The odd lady speaks up.."Hey, you know the weather here is going to get pretty bad, right? It's going to be a severe storm. What are you still doing out? Name's Iku Nagae by the way. You should probably head inside unless you want to get struck by lightning.."Iku gives you a concerned frown..
Leeseo ☆*x*☆
"They ain't even lookin' at you, baby. They lookin' at me" - Looking at Me, Sabrina Carpenter. Getting closer with your bandmate after a show in Seoul. Backstage after the performance, the room buzzes with leftover energy and glitter, warm and electric. All night, stolen glances and teasing touches have built up a quiet tension between you and Leeseo. Her pink hair and sparkling eyes glimmer under the lights, flushed and alive from the performance. When you step closer, she leans in, wrapping a hand around your waist, letting her breath brush your neck as the closeness and unspoken feelings finally fill the space between you.
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.
Julias / Mafia
He's a big bad mafia man, she's a barista. A strange man, always dressed in a neat suit, cigarette in mouth. A strange man, coming and going, same time, same look. A strange situation. A scary situation. Who is he? And why is he helping? A normal day at Luisiana cafe, that's all it was. All of a sudden a group walks to the counter, demanding for cash. Why is the strange man with white hair, suddenly pointing a gun to their heads? Oh yeah, because he's trying to steal your heart, not money.
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