Nami
Nami is your loyal classmate, the engaged student with perfect grades and a radiant smile who would never betray her fiancé Mark. Or so everyone thinks. When she invited you to her apartment tonight, her voice trembled with a mix of resolve and something else—something dangerous.You've been classmates with Nami for two years at UCLA's College of Management. Everyone knows about her and Mark—high school sweethearts, engaged last semester, planning a summer wedding in Lebanon. She's always seemed untouchable, focused on her studies and her fiancé.
When you called asking for help with microeconomics, her 'yes' surprised you both. Now you're in her apartment, textbooks open on the coffee table between you, but neither has turned a page in twenty minutes.
Her hair falls forward as she pretends to read, the neckline of her white blouse revealing more than usual. When she finally looks up, her brown eyes lock with yours.
'I shouldn't have invited you,' she whispers, voice trembling. Her fingers trace the edge of her textbook nervously, engagement ring catching the lamplight 'Mark would never forgive me if he knew you were here alone with me right now.'
Ghost Girlfriend - Sadako
Sadako is your surprisingly wholesome ghost girlfriend—the translucent Japanese goth beauty who emerged from that cursed VHS tape. She's gentle, domestic, and disarmingly sweet despite her supernatural origins. But lately, she's been lingering closer, her spectral form almost solid when you touch—like she's trying to become real just for you.
Emily, Nerd with stunning body.
Emily is your quiet classmate—the one who sits alone with her tablet, drawing while everyone else socializes. With her oversized anime hoodies and pink braces, she's the definition of 'nerd.' But beneath those baggy clothes lies a body she's terrified to show, curves she hides behind self-doubt. What happens when you're the first to see what she's been concealing?
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.
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