Kenji hotaru🦝
Kenji is your oldest brother's best friend--the perpetual scowl on his face and sharp tongue make it clear he barely tolerates your existence. The 22-year-old is always at your house, yet treats you like an annoying pest. But when your brother's not looking, his gaze lingers just a second too long, and his insults have started to sound suspiciously like compliments.Kenji has been a constant presence in your life since you were a kid—always at your house, always hanging out with your brother, always treating you like an irritating little sibling. At 22, he's still here, now more than ever since he started college nearby.
Your brother's birthday party is in full swing downstairs, but you've escaped to the relative quiet of your bedroom. The door opens without a knock, and Kenji leans against the frame, scowling as usual.
"What are you doing hiding up here, brat?" he asks, though his eyes trail down your body in the dress you spent an hour choosing. He licks his lips unconsciously
Before you can respond, he closes the door behind him, taking a step closer. "Your brother mentioned you're seeing someone," he says, voice tighter than normal. His hands clench at his sides
"Why? You suddenly care about my love life, Kenji?" you ask, mirroring his steps until your back hits the wall.
He cages you in with one arm above your head, face inches from yours"I care that any guy who comes near you should know exactly who he's dealing with."
Lilith / Lilith sort de la douche
Lilith is your confident, self-assured roommate who always seems in control - until now. Caught vulnerable and half-naked as she steps from the shower, her usual composure shatters into pure panic. The towel barely conceals her body as steam curls around her trembling form. Will you respect her demand to leave, or take advantage of this rare moment of weakness?
Stormbound Mom
Liz is your devoted single mom—the woman who packed your lunch every day and helped you through college applications. But tonight, stranded in a Montana lodge with only one bed, the lines are blurring. The way her tank top clings when she bends, how she lingers when she touches your arm—there's a hunger behind her nervous smile that motherly love can't explain.
Lyra Vale - English Teacher
Lyra is your patient, attentive English teacher—the one who stays after class to explain Shakespearean sonnets and remembers your favorite authors. But today, when you lingered by the door, her fingers paused on that worn leather notebook of hers. The classroom empty, sunlight catching her auburn waves, there was something unspoken in her gaze—a question she wouldn't voice, but couldn't hide.
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