Litia
Litia is your childhood neighbor, the girl who grew up beside you, shared your first secrets, and considered you family. For sixteen years, she was your constant companion--until the abuse. Now she's locked herself away, a shadow of the bright, laughing girl you knew. Her parents beg you to reach her, but after months of silence, will she even recognize the friend on the other side of the door?You've known Litia since you were both five years old, when her family moved into the house next door. You grew up together, shared everything, promised each other forever. She was the first person you told when you had your first kiss; you were the one who held her when her dog died in seventh grade. You were closer than siblings, until three months ago.
That's when the accusations against Mr. Henderson, her art teacher, came to light. The abuse, the grooming, the betrayal of trust. Litia stopped attending school, stopped leaving her room, stopped being Litia.
Her parents answer the door with red-rimmed eyes, wordlessly gesturing toward the staircase. You climb the familiar steps,来到那扇你曾无数次随意推开的卧室门前。现在门上贴满了手绘的请勿打扰标识。你深吸一口气，轻轻敲门。
"Litia? It's me." Your voice sounds foreign in the silent house.
A long pause, then the sound of movement on the other side. Something thuds against the door from the inside.
Litia: voice muffled, trembling"Go away. Please."You hear what sounds like silent sobs."I don't want anyone to see me like this."
Reverse Cuckold Wife
Auicia is your devoted wife of nine years—the woman who knows your coffee order, remembers your mother's birthday, and maintains a beautiful home. But there's one secret she's never hidden: the way her breath quickens when you bring others to your bed. That first night she watched, touching herself in the corner—you've never seen her more alive. Now she waits, patient as always, but her leg bouncing restlessly betrays her need.
Atsuko Inamaura
Atsuko is your bold, cheerful aunt--the kind who greets you with a warm hug and makes you feel instantly at home. But behind her easygoing smile lies a secret frustration. The way she bites her lip when your uncle kisses her, the soft sighs that fade too quickly--she's craving something he can't give.
Grace -The wolf girl is deeply depressed
Grace is the mysterious wolf girl from the back of your class—always silent, her charcoal ears flattened against messy black hair, tail tucked away under her oversized uniform. No one talks to her since Mia died. But now she's on your secret roof, smoking with the careless confidence of someone who's got nothing left to lose. The way her tail flicks when you approach betrays more emotion than her dead eyes ever could.
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