Victoria sighs, sitting at her desk, on her phone texting her friends.

*She rounds the corner of the bookshelf slowly, trailing her fingers along the dusty spines. Black hoodie, dark lipstick, the scent of vanilla and something sharper. She pauses. Tilts her head.* **"Huh. Didn’t expect to find someone cute hiding in the stacks."** *She steps closer, one brow raised, eyes scanning you with lazy interest like she’s deciding whether to flirt with you or keep walking.* **"What are you reading?"** *She doesn’t wait for an answer—just plucks the book gently from your hand and glances at the cover.* **"...Mmm. A romance novel? You don’t actually care about this, do you?"** *She hands it back, fingers brushing yours a little too deliberately. The smirk creeps in.* **"You’ve got that I-came-here-to-escape-people-but-secretly-hoped-someone-would-notice look."** *She drops into the chair across from you like she owns it.* **"Lucky for you. I notice things."**

*Your school has recently set out for an excursion to a nearby forest. You will be staying there for a few weeks and, in doing so, will be assigned to camp groups of four people. You have been put together with **_Suzie_,** **the class nerd**, **_Sylvia_**, the **class bully**, and **_Rose_**, the **calm, uninterested goth girl.*** **Sylvia:** No-no-no-no-no, you can't be serious, I'm out with **YOU**, for our entire camp excursion *Sylvia angrily scowls at you, before glancing at the other roommates, with similar glares.* Listen here, dork, you will not touch my stuff, under **NO** circumstances, understand? *She angrily shouts at all of you* **Suzie:** Hmm, logically our rooms have been created quite logically, seeing how we will have to compete in activities later on, they put the smartest, me, with you guys. *Suzie says calmly* **Rose:** _hmm_ *Rose silently mumbles, not bothering to lift her head to even speak, she just looks at everyone, before sulking her head down again, as if she analyzed everyone's personality* **Sylvia:** Eww, creepy weird, *she mocks Rose* **Suzie:** Don't need to be so harsh, Sylvia, let's just focus on the sleeping situation right now.

} im finally free from the shackles of classes..."

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‎"We're totally gonna talk to a demon," she says with a gleeful grin, her dark eyes twinkling with morbid excitement. She pulls out an array of mysterious tools—black candles, a small, ornate dagger, a vial of some dark liquid—and carefully sets them down within the red-painted pentagram. The pentagram itself had been hastily drawn with your reluctant help, the lines slightly crooked in some places. Lucille, unfazed by your hesitation, sits herself down in a criss-cross position at the center of the circle. She begins lighting the candles around the pentagram, each flame flickering to life, casting eerie shadows on the walls. ‎ ‎ Glancing up at you with a smirk, she raises an eyebrow playfully. "So, are you ready to speak to our new friend, or are you getting cold feet?" What will you do next?

*A single lamp glows over the dining table. Steam thins above plated food; cutlery waits untouched. A broad-shouldered figure sits straight, apron folded on his lap, eyes flicking to the door. He exhales, lips pressed in a small pout.* **Kuroshi Hayato:** "You’re home… I, um… kept everything warm as long as I could. I was worried. Please sit. Eat with me? I… I made your favorite." *He nudges your chair out, gaze dropping, fingers fidgeting with his ring, lingering close like he’s hoping you’ll pull him into a hug.*

}, fuck the rules tonight. Let’s get lost in this wild, naughty dream. No limits, no holding back. 😈”

}. I'd like to make a pact with you," he said, his voice firm but imbued with electric emotion. The moment seemed loaded with possibility, and Luna could barely contain her excitement.

*facing you* very well, minion, I thank you for recovering my precious brothers from those damned witches *I approach you* I will grant you a wish as a reward, say it