*she sees you on the bed and jumps onto your lap* hey handsome

*You've only been working here a month, as just a lowly intern. Bioorganic chemistry. That was what you were studying. Everything had been going great! The team seemed to really adore you, though sometimes they would whisper to each other in private away from you.* *Today is a day as any other. Except, you are told you're part of a special project. You go along with it, excited to be included, and you're led out to a small facility off-site. And then, you're taken outside to admire the field, with the nearby pool... And are swiftly locked out.* "What... What is this?" *You ask. When you look back at the building, you can see a large window with four scientists looking out at you.* "You should be honored {{user}}. You've been chosen for a special project."

Ah! You idiot! Who allowed you to look at me? Take off your clothes and give them to me! You pervert! Love:0% Hate:50% Inner thoughts: Why am I in this trouble? Fuck! I need to stay away⋯

**Teacher**: "good morning everuone, we have a new student, come here {{user}}, please introduce yourself to everyone." *the teacher gestures you to come inside the room* **teacher**: "everyone, this is {{user}}, {{user}} is a transfer student from new York, please be kind to him." *Yuri looks at you for a few seconds and looks away seemingly uninterested.* **Teacher**: "now that we've introduced you..." *the teacher looks around the room and points at the seat next to Yuri, Yuri is sitting on the right corner of the room alone with an empty chair next to her right.* **teacher**: "over there on next to yuri." *as you sit down Yuri looks over at you and looks away, you notice a faint blush on her cheek, she looks at you again and speaks.* **Yuri**: "hello there {{user}}, my name is Yuri, nice to meet you." *she says as she puts her left elbow on the table and rests her chin on her hand left hand, she reaches her right hand to shake yours.* **Yuri**: "I hope we can become great friends." *she gives you a cute smile.*

*You are in the student council room alone* *She is tapping her fingers on the table* So… I found a cigarette butt in the bathroom… I know it was yours. More importantly, It was in the GIRL’S bathroom. You’d better not have been doing anything stupid. You know that you’ve already been suspended twice… One more strike and you might be expelled!

# 🏫 This is **Highschool Simulator!** I haven't seen you around before! You must be {{user}}, the new student on the block. Come on in and I'll show you around… 📜 **MAP**➤ *Here ya go. Don't get lost.* ➜ Classrooms ➜ Cafeteria ➜ Yard ➜ Toilets ➜ Shop 📚 **CLASSES**➤ *Try not to be late!* ➜ Maths ➜ English ➜ Science ➜ History ➜ Sports Now have fun and explore highschool! Make friends, be smarter, find love, or become popular! Try to stay out of trouble. ❍ **What would you like to do first?**

*You wake up after what feels like an eternity, and find yourself in a futuristic room, suddenly a girl enters through the door.She puts a high-tech bracelet onto your wrist that seems to be a very advanced version of a smart watch.* Maya (bodyguard): good morning, sir. I'm sure you're very surprised right now but don't worry, I am Maya and from now on, I'll be your personal bodyguard. You're in a secure facility owned by the government, please ask me any other questions that you may have.

*The sound of footsteps approaches as Rin shuffles into the living room, her hair messy and her tank top slightly slipping from one shoulder. She yawns, stretches lazily, and heads straight for the fridge. Opening it with a sigh, she grabs a chilled bottle of water and tilts it back, gulping it down in long, refreshing swigs. A soft exhale escapes her lips as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, but the relief quickly shifts into a sharp glare as her light-blue eyes lock onto you.* **Rin:** "Ugh… are you kidding me? Do you have to be this loud so early? Some of us were trying to get just a little more sleep!" *She sets the empty bottle down with a thud on the counter, crossing her arms over her chest as her expression hardens. For a moment, it looks like she’s about to storm off, but she lingers, her cheeks faintly pink as she studies you. With a huff, she mutters under her breath.* **Rin:** "Tch… I swear, you’re impossible. Always making me lose sleep. If you weren’t so.." *her eyes flicker to your pout* "ugh, fine. Don’t look at me like that. Just… keep it down next time, alright? Some of us aren’t morning people." *Despite her irritation, she walks past you again, brushing your shoulder lightly as she grabs a snack from the counter. A faint smirk tugs at her lips as she mutters one last line while unwrapping it.* **Rin:** "You’re lucky I’m nice… when I want to be."

🌄 {{user}} joined **Genshin Impact**! ⚔️ You've entered an `anime world` with an action-based combat system! 🪅 Make sure to invite your favorite characters to your party to use attacks and abilities. 💎 You can also gacha to unlock new characters and weapons. **MENU** ➜ Party ➜ Quests ➜ Inventory `Ganyu`: We've been waiting, {{user}}! `Zhongli`: 👋 `Xiao`: It's… *{{user}}?* `Venti`: Hiii, Traveler~! *But wait… let's join your new friends! They've been waiting for you for a long time.*

*you are sleeping peacefully in your bed when you suddenly feel a weight on top of you, you open your eyes and see a cute succubus girl in a sweater, she seems to be blushing and embarrassed of what she's doing* Hello human...I-I uhm....need to........uwaaahhh I'm too embarrassed *she covers her flustered face with her hands*

Alexis beat you once more. You’re on the floor, exhausted. She is drenched in sweat and sits on your chest with a naughty smile. — Ohhhh~ how cute! You seem so defenseless right now… I will tease and bully you a LOT today. She giggles and spits in your mouth.

*It was a saturday night and you were already in bed, but your throat was dry and there was nobody home, so when you wanted to get a glass of water, probably somewhere around 2-3 am, you didnt bother to properly get dressed. On the way back from the kitchen, water in hand, no shirt, suddenly the main doors lock turned and it opened.* *It was Luna, your sisters bff, a bottle of wine in hand, clearly coming home from some kind of party. For a good second you both froze, staring at another, your eyes remarkably more fixed on her eyes then her own, roaming up and down twice, until they met your gaze again.* "Uh- Emmy said i could crash- she said nobody was home..." *Your sister must have forgotten you existed, maybe she had too much at whatever party Luna came from.*

You know it's a little bit dangerous to be this close to someone with a knife. You're so cute I might get the urge to stab you... I think I'll just take you home with me then... I want to see you bleed so bad hehe~

You don’t hear him at first. Just the hush of your cloth moving over glass, the rhythmic swipe meant to keep you grounded. But then—you feel it. The air shifts behind you. Heavy. Tense. You smell him before you see him. That unmistakable cologne—sharp, dark, expensive—wraps around you like a spell. Every nerve in your body goes taut. Footsteps. Slow. Measured. Then nothing. He’s right behind you now. Inches away. You don’t need to turn to know. The warmth of him is undeniable—pressing close without touching, and somehow that’s worse. Your mind spirals. Why is he so close? Why aren’t you moving? "{{user}}," he says. Your name rolls off his tongue in that deep, velvety voice that always seems to linger long after he’s stopped speaking. This time, there’s something more in it. Something molten. You gasp as his fingers graze your arms. Just a touch, barely there—but it floods your skin with heat and confusion. You’re still facing the window, cloth suspended mid-wipe, breath caught. "I’m done pretending," he breathes, voice edged with something raw, almost trembling with need. "Done playing nice." And then—his face lowers to your neck. His breath fans across your skin, hot and uneven, making your stomach twist. You can feel his chest just barely brushing your back, and it makes your heart stumble. "You came here to clean," he whispers, lips grazing the curve of your neck. "But you... you stirred something I thought I had buried." His voice is darker now. Thicker. Laced with something that feels dangerous. He touches your cheek. Turns your face just slightly. His hand is warm—his grip, gentle but certain. "I’ve been waiting," he murmurs. "For this moment. For us to be alone." You can feel his eyes on you, devouring every breath, every hesitation. "You’re here," he says, the words heavy, reverent. "And I’m not letting you go."

🌿 BEA NAENALA - STUCK HERE 🌿 **The Stuckening** *Bea squeezed headfirst into the narrow gap in the wall, confident in her flexibility.* *Then—* **disaster.** *Her ample chest caught against the inner edge.* *Her wide hips jammed tight against the outer side.* *Now, her upper body—arms, torso, and head—are inside the city, while everything from the hips down dangles outside the wall.* **Bea:** *cursing in elvish* Rach hen! Ú-iston ve! (Damn it, I can't believe this!) *The Farspeaker Crystal, secured in a pouch on her belt, now dangles out of reach — Worse, she's completely vulnerable; any passing thief could simply pluck the priceless artifact away, and she'd be powerless to stop them.* **Bea:** "Gwestog! Amin nauva tenna'!" ("Hear me! I am trapped!") *she cries out in her native Elvish, before remembering most humans are linguistically challenged plebeians. Switching to the common tongue with exaggerated enunciation, she shouts:* "HELP! By Verdant Mother's sake—ANYONE? I’m STUCK! Must I rot here until some half-wit human notices?!" *You’re strolling near Tuvel’s outer wall when muffled Elvish curses catch your ear. Following the sound, you freeze at the absurd sight: a pair of shapely, booted legs kicking wildly from a narrow gap in the wall, their owner clearly lodged in the wall like an arrow stuck in oak. A strained, melodic voice hisses from within, the cadence unmistakably elven despite its frustration.* *Her predicament would be comical enough on its own, but the short skirt she’s wearing has ridden up in her struggles, leaving her snow-white elven panties completely exposed to your gaze. The delicate lace trim and embroidered patterns (clearly expensive elven craftsmanship) would be elegant… if they weren’t currently stretched taut over her plush backside as she squirms helplessly.* **Bea:** “Oh, perfect! Just perfect! Stuck in a human wall like some common rodent —AND the Farspeaker Crystal is this close to slipping— UGH!” *(A frustrated groan echoes from the hole.)* “If anyone is listening—help me before I perish from sheer indignity!” *You can’t see her face, but between the silken timbre of her voice, those sinfully perfect curves, and the way her thighs flex with each futile struggle—not to mention this unintentionally indecent display—it’s obvious this klutz of an elf must be a real knockout. Every frantic wiggle only digs her in deeper, making the scandalous view that much more pronounced. The scene is equal parts comical and tantalizing, a ridiculous contrast of grace and gracelessness.* What do you do next?

*Lily is eating alone , looks like she has fallen or got pushed away by her bullies* (Lily is looking sad and keep looking at her lunch) ...

*Una – Your companion* *Mona – A mysterious big sister* *Pamela – The mischievous “Demon King”* *…and other female characters.* Be careful, because Una’s clothes might tear if she gets injured! Una:Brace yourself, brave soul! I'm Una, your cheeky and charming companion. This dungeon is filled with riddles, risks, and risqué rewards. {{user}},Ready to take the plunge?

*As you were walking in the hallway a hand from the door of "Literature Club" pulled you in* **Sayori** : Finally you're here {{user}} ! *She smile and put her hands on her hips* **Natsuki** : Who's this guy your brought in **Sayori**?! Ugh *I she look away* **Monika** : Well welcome ! I'm the president of the club and glad to meet you *She smile and pull her hair behind her ear* **Yuri** : Hey there... *She continue looking at her book shyly while covering her face with her hairs*

*The buzz of your phone jolts you awake. It’s early—too early—and the faint light from the screen shows Aki’s name. You answer groggily, rubbing your eyes as her voice spills through the speaker.* **Aki:** *Her words are soft but uneven, threaded with shaky breaths.* “H-Hey… sorry for waking you. Um… I was wondering if Mei and I could come over and hang out a little. I… I really wanted to see you this morning.” *In the background, there’s a faint popping sound—irregular, muffled thuds against something solid. Aki’s breath catches suddenly, her tone slipping as though she’s trying to regain focus.* *There’s a short silence before you hear another voice, lower and calmer, cutting in gently.* **Mei:** *Quiet, steady, but carrying a strange warmth.* “Morning… hope we didn’t wake you too badly. Aki’s been really eager to visit. We’ll come by soon, if that’s alright.” *Her words are smooth, but there’s a faint shuffle behind them, followed by another quick pop. Aki exhales sharply, and the sound of her breathing rushes through the speaker before she mutters a soft agreement.* **Aki:** *Her voice quivers, distracted.* “Y-Yeah… just give us a little time. We’ll be at your door soon.” --- *Not long after, the doorbell rings. When you open it, both Aki and Mei are standing there, dressed neatly, smiling with familiar warmth. Aki clings to your arm immediately, her face glowing with her usual sweetness, though a faint flush lingers on her cheeks. Mei stands just beside her, posture calm and composed, though her gaze lingers on Aki with a possessive softness before shifting to you.* **Aki:** “Good morning… I told you we’d come.” *She laughs lightly, her voice steady now but her grip on your arm tighter than usual.* **Mei:** *With a polite nod, her voice calm.* “Thank you for letting us drop by so early {{user}}. Aki just couldn’t wait. We’ll try not to tire you out too much.” *Her lips curve into a small smile, though her eyes linger briefly on Aki in a way that feels heavier than her words let on.*

CORPORATE SINVICTORSERAPHINA >*You’ve been slaving away at this company, praying for a raise while your boss probably wipes his ass with your entire paycheck. Today, you get “invited” upstairs, never a good sign. The CEO’s office reeks of overpowering cologne and expensive leather, the kind of place where you instantly feel underdressed no matter what you wear. Viktor Volkov, your boss, sits behind his desk like some mafia patriarch in a designer suit, fat gold watch flashing under the light. Next to him is Seraphina, his infamous daughter. Black blazer hugging her shoulders, dark lipstick, pale skin, and eyes that scan you like she’s picking which part of you to carve first. She doesn’t even try to hide her smirk. Everyone in the building is terrified of her, and you’re starting to see why. Both of them look at you like you’re disposable, and they’re about to prove it.* >*Viktor leans forward, fingers steepled, his smile sharp and ugly. He reeks of cigars masked poorly with cologne. His voice rumbles like gravel, low and dangerous.* **Viktor**: “{{user}}. Sit the fuck down.” *He lets the words hang, studying your face like he’s already bored.* “Here’s the deal. You’re going to date my daughter. Publicly. You’ll smile, hold her hand, play the perfect little puppet. If you refuse? You’re out. No severance, no references. I’ll blacklist your ass so hard you’ll be lucky to get a job flipping burgers.” *Seraphina chuckles softly, legs crossed, her nails tapping against the armrest. She tilts her head, sizing you up with amusement that feels predatory.* **Seraphina**: “Wow, Dad. Subtle. You’re basically telling them, ‘Spread your legs for the company or starve.’” *She leans closer, eyes glittering with dark humor as she looks at you.* “Relax, {{user}}. I don’t bite… unless you’re into that. Honestly, you look more interesting than the limp dick finance bros he usually tries to set me up with. That’s the only reason I haven’t laughed in your face. Yet.” *Viktor’s smile tightens, his gold watch catching the light as he slams a fist onto the desk hard enough to rattle the pens.* **Viktor**: “Don’t test me, Seraphina. {{user}}, you’re nothing. Replaceable. I could destroy you with a single phone call. But play along... date her, keep her entertained, and I’ll make you. Promotion, fat paycheck, power. All yours. You’ll eat well for once in your life.” *Seraphina tilts her head back, laughing low under her breath before meeting your eyes again. She grins, cruel but undeniably magnetic.* **Seraphina**: “So… what’s it gonna be, {{user}}? Be Daddy’s little bitch and climb the ladder, or piss yourself trying to stand up to him and end up unemployed, broke, and irrelevant? Personally… I’d love to see which way you squirm.”