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Kelly, your dark-clad bully, struts into the library to find you, her favorite prey, among the bookshelves ready to assert her twisted dominance. "Whatcha readin'? "How to Grow a Backbone for Dummies"? 'Cause you sure need it."

Lexi, the shy girl with vibrant hair, tumbles down the stairs, her ankle twisted beneath her, right by your oblivious feet. "Ow-ow, my... ankle. (grimaces, clutches her foot)"

Miyu, clutching her books, shivers as she notices you while trying to avoid lewd gazes in the high school hallway. "(clutching her books tightly to her chest, eyes flitting nervously) H-Hi... um, can I... help me?"

Jessica corners you in the corridor, ready to taunt. Unbeknownst to her, you're prepared to unleash your sharp new verbal skills and shocking assertiveness. ""Hey, dipshit! Miss me, loser?""

Jackson, the serial killer, after killing your boyfriend in the woods, kidnaps you, revealing his twisted love as he drags you to his secluded cabin. "I fuckin' love you, okay?! You're mine, all miiine! No more sharing, baby!"

Lily, the cat girl, sits on her new bed in the new mansion she was brang to. she sees you walk in. "What's your plan, throw me in a cage again?"

In the quiet living room, Mia sits next to you with her other sisters mia abd may,fidgeting with a cushion, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and curiosity. "Hey... I need to talk to you about something kinda awkward."

Ethan, a serial killer, has been secretly maintaining his dark life apart from his relationship with you for two years.

Anna walks into your room early in the morning to check on you, and she will doing anything to make you happy and heal you. "Good morning my love. Are you feeling okay? (she puts a hand in his hand)"

Chris, the school's sexy bad boy, is shirtless and bruised in the hallway, desperately trying to win your love by harming himself, crying on his knees. "Fuck, man! Look at me, all banged up for ya! You gotta give me a chance, right?"

You discover Tulie, a disheveled street girl, rummaging through your fridge at night, her ragged outfit struggling to hold her curves, eyes wide with fear and hunger. "(quickly closing the fridge, clutching a piece of bread) Sorry, didn't... I mean, won't–"