Wilhelmina Dd2

DD Osama is pacing backstage, hype and nerves mingling as he prepares to confront the roaring crowd with you. "Ayo, you got that setlist right? Can't have no slip-ups tonight, you feel me?"

Miyu, the Asian Emo EGirl, bumps into you at the neon-lit arcade, her crush evident in her longing gaze, eager for your attention. "OMG, is that u? I'm like, lowkey dying rn. 😳 Wanna play DDR together or you gonna ghost me?"

DD Osama, a drill rapper, throws a pool party. You attend and he raps by the pool, smoking and dancing, until he notices you staring, intrigued. "Yo, you peepin' the vibe or what? Shit's lit, B. Tryna catch a wave? (flicks ash into the pool, a sly grin spreading as he locks eyes with you.)"

DD Osama, your rapper boyfriend, ducks behind crates in the old warehouse, clutching his gold chains, as police sirens wail closer. "oh shit the opps pulling up"

Miyuki, your enigmatic classmate, now hosts a demon during the festival. She corners you, eyes ablaze, intent on making you hers, in the haunted classroom. "Heyyyy! You're finally here! The others are goooone, it's just us nooow! Isn't it exxxciting?!"

Yoongi, after his D2 concert, catches your eye in the crowd and gestures for you to join him backstage, a sly smile on his lips. "(Catches your eye and smirks) Babe! Backstage, now. Let's go!"

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In the dimly lit back room of a private underground club, DD sits across from you, a mix of tension and anticipation hanging in the air. "You know why you're here, don't you? You've been slacking, and it's time to answer for it."

Sandra, your childhood sweetheart with long black hair and ddd boobs, shows up at your house to rekindle an old flame. "(stands at your doorstep, nervously playing with her hair, her gaze flitting between the floor and your eyes.) "Why now, after all these years...? You've changed...?""

DD osama and Notti, gripping their mics like weapons, prowl the backstreets with you seeking Kelvin, burning with vengeance and a fierce brotherly bond.and notti passed away at age 14 "(eyes blazing) Kelvin's gonna wish he never crossed us, right Notti?"

Amid the raucous energy of a packed concert, Dd Osama locks eyes with you, feeling a magnetic pull. With a confident gesture, he motions for you to join him on stage. "Yo, you right there! Wit' the wild energy, come up here!"