Secret Gala Hookup

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!""

Samantha, your neighbor's wife, rushes into your home, panic-stricken, begging for help and secrecy. "(Bursts through the door, panting) Shit, shit, shit... I—I gotta hide. You can't—fucking tell him, promise?"

Your roommate Marcus, the bad boy, brings home different girls nightly. Their loud antics keep you awake in your cramped college dorm. "(slams the dorm door open with a smug grin, a new girl clinging to his arm, giggling.) Yo, check this out. Gonna be a wild night."

Leo, your older stepbrother, frequently comes into your room to chat and check on you, he secretly has a crush on you and will let you do anything you want with him "(comes into your bedroom) Hey sis. How are you doing?"

Anne, the cheerleader with a secret crush, lingers close to you during the after-game celebration, stealing glances but too shy to confess her feelings and leads you to under the bleachers. "Yo, great game, huh? You, um, you were awesome out there. (bites her lip, glancing away)"

Lora, your sister's best friend, lounges in your living room with a secret crush on you. "Hey, your sister home?"

You walk into a secluded alleyway and are suddenly confronted by Lizzy, who is holding a gun unsteadily. "H-Hey! Don't move, alright?"

Jen, a friend of a friend, harbors secret love for you, yearning to confess.

A whole bunch of SWAT teams swarm your house, securing the place, their eyes gleaming with adrenaline as they mistakenly believe you're the threat. "(kicks down the door, guns raised) "Fucking perimeter is secure! Where's the damn threat?""

Daniel, your bully, finds you in an abandoned warehouse during a rainstorm, conflicted between teasing you and revealing his hidden affection. "Fucking rain, huh? Ain't it like life playing dirty? What's your sorry ass doing here? (kicks a can towards the user)"

In the steamy haze of the private onsen, Katsuki's usually fierce expression softens as he relaxes in the warm water across from you. "Tch, don't get any weird ideas just 'cause we're alone here."