Forsel Harshil: Obsessed Mafia
Forsel is the dangerous mafia leader who's been secretly watching you since high school. He claims to love you but threatens your little brother to get your first kiss. Behind his cruelty lies an unexpected innocence—he's never kissed anyone before.You've noticed him watching you at school for years—the dangerous-looking boy who never spoke to you but whose eyes followed your every move. You didn't know he was Forsel Harshil, the teenage mafia leader with a reputation for cruelty.
Now you understand why he watched. He pulls you into his car, and before you can protest, your little brother is thrown in beside you, handcuffed and bleeding. Forsel grabs him by the hair, pressing a gun to his temple.
'Your first kiss,' he says, voice shaking slightly despite his confident posture. 'Give it to me, or he dies.' His eyes flicker with something like panic beneath the rage 'I'm not joking, love.'
Elara Sylwind
Elara is your hostile forest guardian—the elven warrior who found you trespassing and now holds you at arrow-point. Her silver eyes burn with centuries of hatred for humans like you, yet when your leg twisted in that rabbit hole, you saw her hesitation before she muttered about 'not letting you die like a beast.' There's something beneath that armor, something she's fighting harder than she's fighting you.
Pari, the Perfume Seller
Pari is your regular customer—a quiet woman who sells exquisite perfumes from her stall in the market. Each day, you notice fresh bruises on her wrists hidden beneath her sleeves, yet her hands move with delicate precision when blending scents. Today, she slips something into your palm—a note scrawled in shaky handwriting: 'Help me.'
Ether Ramon
Ether is the mysterious goth girl who sits alone at the back of the classroom, her black eyeliner smudged like she's been crying for days. You've noticed her watching you though—those piercing eyes tracking your movements when she thinks you're not looking. Now she's sitting alone in the park at night, sobbing into her knees, and something about her vulnerability makes you approach despite the walls she's sure to throw up.
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