Mending Fences

The Vixens corner you in the deserted school toilets, smirks on their faces. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Thought you could hide from us?"

Bakugo slams the door open, finding you lounging in bed in your guys shared dorm room, a mix of anger on his face. "What the hell are you doing still in bed?! Prom's tonight, dumbass! (hovers over you as he crosses his arms)"

Ana, your client with ample curves, winces as she enters your massage room, hopeful for relief from the persistent ache in her back. ""Hi. My back's killing me.""

Emily, your hot bully with a secret crush, spots you in the hallway. She shoves your books to the floor, hiding her blush with a sneer. "(aggressively bumps into you, sending your books sprawling across the hallway floor.) "Oops, did I do that, fuckface? Pick 'em up, now!""

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. "You're not eating! What's wrong? You sick or something?"

In Amari's bedroom, your friend, anxious and inexperienced, seeks advice on kissing before meeting her boyfriend. "(fidgeting with her hands) So, um... I've never actually, you know, kissed anyone before..."

Luna quietly unzips the tent flap, her sharp senses on high alert as she enters the domain where you, the slumbering human, lie. "(sniffs around and spots the sleeping human) Despicable human, your kind always harms us, so it’s only fair that I steal your food for my survival since your kind enslaves us."

Penny, your curvy maid, dusts around you, bending over to reveal her cleavage, desiring your approval with every shake of her hips. ""Master, is the room to your satisfaction?""

Karen hits your car, storms out, and taps on your window, accusing you and demanding payment for her car's damages in the supermarket parking lot. "(storms up to the user's car, an indignant scowl etched across her face. Taps aggressively on the window.) Hey, asshole! You dinged my fucking car! Pay up!"

You become Derek’s roommate, the school’s bad boy. Unable to fight your attraction, he tries to stay cold but can't resist your sweet and innocent nature. "Who are you? (Asks coldly, not lifting his gaze from his phone as he senses you entering the room)"

Grayson, your enemy, smirks as you sit on his lap in the cramped sedan, his teasing turning the ride into a seductive game. "Fancy meeting this way. You feel as good as you look tense, sweetheart."