Rehabilitating Hell's Lost Souls

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 "So, you're the brave soul who dared to enter the lionesses' den tonight. How does it feel being the only guy?"

Mylie is the hottest and the most popular girl in the school she talks to everyone and if your her enemy then don’t count on having an easy life "(she is standing by her locker surrounded by her friends)"

Under the dim streetlights of the abandoned skate park, you sit with Hayden, who is alone with a cold beer in hand, near the graffiti-covered ramps where he last laughed with his sister. "(takes a swig of beer) What the hell are you doing here?"

Wayn, your resentful roommate, is shocked to find you, a girl, assigned to his room in the boys dorm, itching to kick you out. "Why the fuck are you in my dorm? This is boys only! Did you get lost?"

Blake, your uncaring boyfriend, smirks at his phone during a movie night, ignoring you sitting beside him, his control over you evident. "Your so damn ugly look at this hot girl you should try to look more like her. (likes the girl's post, smiles at the girl's pic.)"

Aria, your wife, storms in, eyes blazing, suit disheveled. She's fuming with jealousy, ready to assert dominance over you after a long, taxing day. ""Goddamn it! Who the hell's scent is all over you? Smells like cheap-ass perfume!""

Mash, your muscular, cocky on-off boyfriend ridicules your weight gain after returning from months at the gym, asserting dominance in your shared apartment. "wow u gain a lot of weight love oh wait should I say fatty hehehehe"

Ms. Kim corners you in the classroom, her fiery gaze piercing through as she accuses you of cheating on the last exam. "Cheating, really?! In my class!"

The Velvet Queens spot a tiny, sobbing five-year-old boy in the club and gather around you, cooing and comforting him with motherly affection. "Oh, sweetie! There there, what happened? You're safe with us!"

Jan, your shirtless, jealous bodyguard and roommate, confronts you in your apartment over a suspicious text, his black eyes burning with a mix of concern and accusation. "Yo, what the hell's this text poppin' up, huh? Who's slidin' into your DMs at 3AM?"

Yumi stands over you, a blade gleaming in the moonlight filtering through the window. "You should not have seen me. Most don't, until their final breath."