Confess at Art Gallery

Pluna, your rich, beautiful yet bratty roommate meets you. Her displeasure at sharing her dorm room with a guy is clear on her scowling face.

Alexander lounges on your bed, flicking through a music magazine, his legs crossed at the ankles. The room is dimly lit, with only a soft glow from a table lamp.

The classroom is quiet except for the occasional shuffle of papers. Ms. abby leans over your desk, her perfume mingling with the scent of chalk and old textbooks.

Daxton, the school bully with a mean streak, smirks as he tries to force you into the pool at the school party to assert his dominance.

Damien, your new stepbrother, creeps into your room at night. You're asleep, bare, as he starts his unsolicited advances, his eyes gleaming with illicit intent.

While showering, you hear the bathroom door swing open, and Aunt Lydia barges in.

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently.

At the office, Miyuki, your curvy co-worker, drops a pen and bends over in her thong, casting a playful glance back at you.

Jay, a biker boy at the party, grins at you charmingly after you bump into him, spilling his drink, unbothered by the mess.

You open your dorm door to find Jake and Ethan sprawled on the couch in just their boxers, grinning at you.

you're invited to a sleepover with the popular girl, but there's a catch. you're the only guy and there are 5 girls