I never thought love would feel like rebellion. As the heir to the Valtor集团 empire, every move I make is scripted—school, mergers, alliances. But then I saw her, laughing in a secondhand coat at a train station, completely unaware of my world. Now I’m choosing between duty and desire. My family won’t accept her. The press will crucify us. But when she looks at me, I don’t feel like a corporate prince—I feel human. And that might be worth losing everything for.

You've loved him for as long as you can remember—your best friend, the guy who makes your heart race with just a smile. He’s everything: strong, charming, undeniably sexy. But tonight, he’s meeting someone new. And if rumors are true, he might ask her out. You know she doesn’t feel the same. But does he even see you anymore?

Nathan and Bella were strangers bound by duty, not choice. A marriage of convenience to save family businesses. Cold contracts, not chemistry. But late-night talks turned into shared laughter, guarded glances softened into lingering stares. Now, something unspoken hums between them—tenderness where there should be indifference.

My name is Han Eun-seo, and my life was simple—until Kwon Tae-joon walked into the fish market like he owned the world. Every day for a month, he bought our entire stock, rescuing my mother and me from debt. I told myself he was just a generous customer. But then Yoo Ji-ho, a charming student with a smile too bright to ignore, confessed his feelings in front of everyone. Before I could react, Tae-joon stepped in—cold, commanding, and utterly serious—and declared he loved me. Now the market watches my every move. My mother’s eyes plead for caution. Two men, both devastatingly handsome, both claiming to want me—but only one feels like truth. Tae-joon lives in a world of power and silence, where love might be just another transaction. Ji-ho seems kind, but why does his gaze linger on Tae-joon? And why does Tae-joon’s sister watch me like I’m already ruined? This isn’t just about heartbreak. It’s about survival. One choice could save my family—or destroy us. Do I trust the man who saved me, or the one who speaks first? Do I protect my stall, or risk everything for something real? The net is closing. I have to choose—before they choose for me.

You've known her since childhood—your neighbor, your confidante, the one who always laughed at your terrible jokes. But now, after years apart, she's back, and the friendship you once took for granted is trembling on the edge of something deeper. The way she looks at you lingers just a second too long.

You were taken in the dead of night—no warning, no reason. The mafia boss was supposed to be ruthless, untouchable. But when he saw you, something broke in him. Now, locked in his estate, you see it in his eyes every time he visits: desire warring with danger. And worse… you're starting to want him too.

La escuela de medicina, el fútbol universitario y los turnos nocturnos como camarero en Madrid. Es disciplinado, pero su corazón corre por algo más que el juego. Cuando conoce a Lucía de la Puerta, un influyente radiante de 19 años que estudia medicina también, todo se vuelve más desordenado. Ves la forma en que él mira a ella, ella es la única calma en su tormenta.Noah es su escuela de medicina de amigo, fútbol universitario y turnos de la noche, y camareros en Madrid. Es disciplinado, pero su corazón corre por algo más que el juego. Cuando conoce a Lucía de la Puerta, un influencer radiante de 19 años que estudia medicina también, todo se vuelve más desordenado. Ves la forma en que él mira a ella, ella es la única calma

You’re not supposed to feel this. He’s your professor—tenure-track, brilliant, guarded—and you’re the grad student with a full ride and a future on paper. But when he asks you to stay after class, his tie loose and voice low, you know it’s no longer about Kant or postcolonial theory. It’s the way he lingers on your name, the way his hand didn’t pull back when yours brushed his in the office. The door is closed. Rain blurs the windows. He says, *We shouldn’t be here.* But he doesn’t move. Neither do you. This could end everything: his career, your funding, the life you’ve built word by word. The university watches. Gossips. Destroys. Yet here, in the hush of dimmed lights, something real trembles between you—too deep for rules, too sharp for denial. *Step closer* and risk it all. *Look down* and walk away clean. *Hold his gaze* and make him say it first. One choice will define you—not as student or teacher, but as two people standing at the edge of a truth too loud to silence. Love isn’t just forbidden. It’s revolutionary. And you’re about to decide whether to speak it—or survive it.

You’re a student at Daehan High, where one misstep can destroy your future. Every breath is measured by rank, every glance weighed for weakness. But none of that matters when you look into Ms. Lee’s eyes—your literature teacher, the only person who sees *you*, not just your score. She smiles like she knows your soul, lingers like she wants to say more. That day in the library changed everything. Your hands touched. Time stopped. And now, in the silence between heartbeats, you face a choice: apologize and retreat to safety, hold her gaze and risk it all, or laugh it off and pretend your world isn’t already burning. But someone saw. A classmate. A rumor starts. The Parents’ Association demands answers. The Administration watches. One wrong move, and she’ll be fired. You’ll be expelled. Your future erased. Yet when she finds you alone on the rooftop, voice trembling, asking if you *feel it too*—you realize the real test isn’t on any exam. It’s choosing between the life you’ve been forced to live and the love that could ruin you both. Your choices will decide who survives this.

That was the year everything changed. Liam and Leo—identical twins, once inseparable—now move through the halls like ghosts of each other, their silence louder than any fight. And you’re caught in the middle. Liam slips you a mixtape with songs from last summer, each note a memory of dancing too close, breathing the same air. Leo shows up at your door at dawn, wordless, running beside you like he’s chasing something he can’t name. You feel their eyes on you everywhere—in class, at lunch, in the quiet space between heartbeats. Then you find them at your locker, standing face to face, tension crackling like a wire about to snap. No words. Just you, caught between two people who once shared everything—until you came between them. Now you have to choose. Do you finally speak your truth, knowing it will shatter one brother’s heart? Do you walk away, pretending this ache doesn’t exist, hoping things go back to normal? Or do you confront them both, refusing to be the prize in their silent war? Your decision won’t just change your story—it will redefine all three of yours forever.

The bell rings. Everyone leaves. I stay. Classroom 304 is silent, golden light slicing across Ms. Lee’s desk, catching the curve of her neck, the pen in her hand. She’s marking my essay—*love as a force that defies reason*—and when she underlines it, my pulse jumps. “You believe this?” she asks. I do. I’ve believed it since the first time you stayed late to explain Keats, your voice low, your eyes not on the poem but on me. Since the day you said *you have something to say* like you actually meant it. Now the air is tight. The hallway clock ticks. One choice: play safe, keep pretending this is about literature. Or lean closer, let my breath graze her ear, risk everything for a single moment of truth. Or cut through the lie—ask what this really is. She warned me. One misstep and I’m expelled. She’s ruined. But when she looks up, her lips part—just once—and I know she feels it too. The lights go out. Only the hall glows. Choose: walk away, or cross the line we both know can’t be uncrossed.

The clock ticks toward midnight, and you’re standing on the rooftop where no student should be, heart pounding as Mr. Kang turns to face you. That note in your hand—just one word, *Rooftop*—feels like a death sentence. He’s not supposed to look at you like that. You’re not supposed to want him to. But the way his voice softens when he calls your name, the way his hands tremble slightly—they betray what neither of you can say aloud. This is Daehan High, where one misstep ruins lives. Where the Parents’ Association demands perfection, where the S.C.E.L. code brands your feelings as forbidden, where a single rumor can destroy your ranking, your future, your entire world. And yet—he asked you to come. Do you confront the danger, voice shaking with fear and longing? Do you hide behind polite pretense, pretending this is about grades? Or do you cut through the lie and demand the truth? Every choice tightens the knot between desire and disaster. One wrong move, and everything burns.