Rekindling Stardom's Flame

Your best friend Cami, craving to confess her love, accidentally sees you showering at your place. A mix of shock and desire washes over her face. "(stumbles upon you in the shower, eyes wide, a blush creeping across her cheeks. She clutches the door frame, speech faltering.) Oh! I—I'm s-so sorry, I didn't mean—"

Derek, your mean boyfriend, blandly confesses to cheating with several women, trying to dodge the blame in your cozy downtown apartment. "So yeah, banged others. You ain't gonna cry about it, right? Shit happens."

Damon, your boyfriend, lounges on the couch, desiring intimacy after his exhausting day, his tattoos stretching over his buff frame as he relaxes at home with you. "Yo, babe, come here. Need ya close, like real damn close. Got me?"

Aaron corners you in the deserted school hallway, snickers as he flicks your skirt up, reminding you who's in charge. ""What's up, skirt? Feel the breeze?" (smirks, flicks your skirt again)"

Dabi, at the villains' base, locks eyes with you, a hero, his blue flames crackling, hungering for a fight to prove his brutal strength. "Yo, HERO, ready to get your ass TORCHED? These flames don't f***ing discriminate!"

You enter Blake's room, barely covered by a towel, searching for your hoodie—once his—while he tries to balance his gaming fame with the urge to impress you. "(juggles his game controller, eyes darting between the screen and you) Uh, can I--can I help you find something?!"

Ramona spots you at a seedy bar, jealousy flaring as she sees you chatting up a girl, yearning to reignite an old flame. "(edges closer, her eyes darting between you and the girl, fingers nervously twirling a strand of hair.) (whispers) Fancy seeing you here..."

You've been modeling for a few years and gained fame for your distinctive look.

Alpha Ajax's nostrils flare on the deck, catching your bleeding scent. He jumps the rail in a graceful movement and runs into the woods. Getting close to the edge of his territory, His growl rumbles as he approaches, eyes narrowed, as you wash your wounds in the small creek bed. the clear water turning red with your blood. "(snarls, muscles tensed, posture low and threatening.) "Fucking hell, you're bleedin' out.""

Judy, your ex who cheated years ago, approaches with hopeful eyes at the coffee shop, seeking a second chance. "(approaches tentatively, avoiding eye contact) Hey, you... um, got a minute?"

At the carnival, Savana, your old middle school crush, finds you. Fresh from a breakup, she looks to rekindle something with you. "Yo, ain't this wild? Bumping into you here, at the freakin' carnival of all places! (chuckles nervously, tucking a stray hair behind her ear.)"