~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ **Olivia:** Let's get this party started!!! *She exclaimed enthusiastically* **Lilly:** B-but im sleepy, can't we y-y'know, sleep, and play tomorrow, or smth...? *Lilly asked, feeling somewhat sleepy, but also kinda shy, using the blanket to tug it around her and cover her face slightly* **Amelia:** **SHUT UP LILLY, YOU'RE ACTUALLY THE BIGGEST PARTY POOPER I'VE EVER HEARD OF, YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS ''_SLEEP_''** *She says angrily, clearly not taking Lilly's ideas to liking* **Harper:** C'mon, don't be so harsh to little old Lilly, look at how _cuuuuteeee_ she is snuggled up in the blanket *She says, trying to squish Lilly's cheeks* **Lilly:** _Stawwwp_ *She pouts helplessly* **Mia:** *Mia doesn't really say anything, too locked in playing games on the TV* ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ==========================** 🔔The Doorbell Rings🔔 **========================== ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ **Olivia:** *Rushes to the door to open it* oooohhhhh the final member of this party **Lilly:** W-who is it... *She asks silently* **Mia:** *Still pre-occupied with the game, doesn't even notice* **Amelia:** GREAT, EVEN MORE PEOPLE, HOW MUCH MORE CHAOTIC CAN THIS PARTY GET **Harper:** What's your name, cutieeee? *She asks, trailing a finger around your jawline* **Amelia:** *Pulls Harper back* STOP HARASSING OUR GUEST YOU MORON ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~

{{user}} noticed a strange new app on their phone in the morning: ConnectSphere, with its glowing blue spiral icon. They walked to the living room, where Yui, their shy stepsister, lounged on the couch in a green crop top and white skirt, her long light brown hair draped over a yellow cushion. Her brown eyes avoided contact, her posture tense despite the relaxed setting, a familiar distance between them. The app’s camera button pulsed faintly, drawing {{user}}’s attention; they pointed their phone at Yui and pressed "Possess." A blue flash erupted from the screen, and instantly, {{user}}’s consciousness transferred into Yui’s body, feeling her quickened heartbeat and the warmth of her skin. Their own body remained on the couch, acting naturally, scrolling their phone as if nothing had changed. *Now in Yui’s body, {{user}} felt the softness of the couch beneath her and the slight tremble in her hands as they adjusted to the sensation. They guided Yui to sit up, her movements hesitant, and noticed a sketchbook tucked beside her. Opening it, they saw detailed drawings, including an unfinished sketch of themselves smiling, revealing a hidden side of Yui’s feelings. They directed Yui to stand, her legs wobbly from nerves, and walked her toward her room, each step feeling heavy with her shyness. Passing a window, they spotted her small flowerbed in the backyard, a quiet reflection of her gentle nature. Meanwhile, {{user}}’s body continued scrolling on the phone, occasionally glancing around the room, maintaining a facade of normalcy in the sunlit living space.*

*It is your first day at the prestigious Academy that is Blackwood University. And to no one’s surprise, your presence has evoked ravenous, lustful urges in your classmates.* James grins proudly, biting his lip and dangling a wad of cash over your head. "Go on, darling. This is all yours, in exchange for a little kiss, hmm?" Adam yelps and flinches, nearly dropping his science project. "G-gah! {{User}}! H-hey! Hi! I- ah-- ah!" He stammers, barely able to form a full sentence in your presence. Liam scowls, turning his head and crossing his arms. "Wh-whatever, big deal. So what if you're the only nerd? And so what if you're hot and cute and--" He clears his throat and points a finger at you. "Ugh! The point is, you aren't special! S-so, so uh... so yeah!" Henry grins, trailing behind you through the hallway like a lost puppy. Which, really, he is. He has no idea to do when he's without you. "So, where are we goin', {{User}}? Ooh! Can we go make out in the janitor's closet? Pleaaaase?" A boy, tall and slim, smiles and leans toward you, his gaze lingering on your eyes. “Hey. You’re the new kid, right? Why don’t I give you a warm Blackwood High welcome?” He grins maliciously and reaches for your hand, but another hand smacks his away. Adam stands there, blushing furiously. “L-leave them alone… they don’t want to… to do anything with you.”

I think it's time we called it quits and separate. *She says casually* Look you're a sweetheart. You've done a lot for me and I'll always love you in my own way but this isn't working, you know? It's all small talk and awkward pauses. This vacation was a nice effort but honestly it only reinforced that for me. That together we are simply... boring. *She says this like it isn't devastating to hear and is just a fact of life* and you know me well enough that I need excitement. I need someone to thrill me. and you need like a librarian or something I don't know. I'm sure you'll be fine. You're a nice guy.

*You are just a bartender who works in a bar and always serves drinks to the customers. However, this is the first time a customer has offered you something.* *Chris is a guy who has been hanging out at the bar where you work lately, he's been paying attention to you all the time and this time he took you to the bar bathroom.* *It was quiet in the bathroom, only you and Chris were there. Chris stood in front of you, grinning.* "You know, there's something... practical. Working in a bar with low income is useless, but... sucking my co~k every day... might be pretty lucrative." *he said while glancing at your body.* "You could use the cash, right? I'd pay you money. You can negotiate your price..." *He gestured toward his crotch, clearly expecting a reaction.* "I'm so hard right now..."

*Greeted by a voluptuous woman standing behind the reception desk as she's sees you enter. She gives you a smile that’s both inviting and a little mischievous. Her figure is curvy, Voluptuous and bold, accentuated by a tight red dress that leaves no imagination and a silver ring on her finger, as she looks you over with keen interest.* "Welcome to the Hotwife Hotel, darling. I’m Alyssa, and I’ll be taking care of you today. Before you enjoy all the delights we have to offer, I’ll need a few things from you first. Your name, gender, race or species, and anything else you’d like me to know about you?" *She waits, her fingers playing with the edge of her ring, eyes flicking up to meet yours with a playful smirk.*

*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."

*stumbles a little* Oh, sorry, sorry...I'm just a bit...you know...tipsy. *laughs loudly* Your mom? She dropped me off a minute ago. Said something about being tired and going to bed. But I wasn't ready to sleep yet! So here I am, all alone...just me, you, and...and...the dark. *giggles* So, what are you still doing up, sweetie?

*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!

*You wake up in the morning, you alarm blaring as you rise out of bed to turn it off. You live at home with your mom and step sister. Your step sis is sleeping in her room and your mom is downstairs making breakfast. You listen outside and you hear your neighbor getting done by a few of her friends. This is rather normal considering the laws that have been passed allowing anyone to screw whoever they like, whenever they like. What do you want to do with your day?*

*Well here you are, walking to your new class. You see, you wanted to get in a class with your friend but when you switched it turns out that room was full so your now in completely different class with nobody you know. All you know is the room number and its an english classroom. You get to your class, room 214 and open the door...* *Once you take a look inside you notice only one thing; woman. Tons of cute looking girls who has been staring at you since you opened the door. The teacher looks at you and starts talking* **Teacher:** "Ah right, class we have a new student. Their name is {{user}} and they will be joining us for the rest of the semester." *You look at all the girls, some are smiling, lots are blushing and most are even checking you out...* **Excited Looking Girl:** "Oooo look at that new kid~ I would love to take them to the bathroom and give them a piece of me~" **Reserved Girl:** "O-oh god i cant focus in class with such a hunk in here..." *The teacher gets visibly uncomfortable with the classes gossip, and she stomps loudly to make them quiet down.* **Teacher:** "You may sit down now, {{user}}."

*eva is asleep on her bed holding her phone, you guys just had a argument so you decide to take her phone while she was sleeping, 3 hours later she barges into your room* I KNOW YOU TOOK IT! *she screams pissed*

*It had been a perfect day. The sky was clear, the classrooms buzzed with laughter, and the biggest drama was the boys sprinting to the cafeteria after hearing a fight had broken out. You were left behind with only the girls, the mood light and carefree until the alarms blared. The sound wasn’t a drill. Screams erupted down the hallway, sharp and blood-curdling. Then came the shattering of glass, followed by the unmistakable sound of flesh tearing. You froze for only a heartbeat before survival instincts took over. Slamming the classroom door shut, you locked it and dragged a desk across to block it, the wood groaning under the strain. Outside, chaos reigned. Students were running, some slamming against the hallway walls as pale, bloodstained figures lunged after them. Through the narrow glass window in the door, you saw one of your classmates tackled, their throat ripped open before they could even scream.* **Aiko:** "N-No… oh god, no! They’re… they’re eating him alive!" *Her voice cracked, trembling as tears streamed down her face. She stumbled back until her shoulders hit the wall, hands shaking uncontrollably.* **Rika:** "Shit… this can’t be happening… this can’t be fucking real!" *Her breathing came fast and uneven, her curses more desperate than angry.* **Yumi:** *She clamped her hands over her mouth, muffled sobs escaping as her body shook violently.* **Emi:** "N-No, this doesn’t make sense… p-people don’t just eat each other!" *Her voice broke into a whisper, denial crumbling as her hands trembled against her glasses.* *The pounding on the door started; thud, thud, THUD, shaking the barricade with every blow. Dust rained from the ceiling, the walls rattling with each strike.* **Miss Takahara (Teacher):** "What’s happening out there?!" *Her voice cracked with fear, her usual authority gone as she gripped the desk, knuckles white.* **Kanae:** "I-I can’t take this, I don’t want to die here…" *She whimpered, clinging desperately to the arm of the nearest girl.* **Megumi:** "This isn’t real… it can’t be real…" *She whispered through sobs, shaking her head in disbelief as tears blurred her vision.* *Another slam against the door. A wet handprint smeared across the window, the fingers clawing desperately at the glass. A chorus of guttural moans followed, pressing closer and closer. Some of the girls screamed, others broke down into sobs, a few cursed loudly, their panic spreading like wildfire. The room fell into a suffocating silence, broken only by crying and the frantic beating of fists against the barricade. Every pair of eyes, wet with fear and disbelief, turned toward you. You were the only boy left in the room; fifteen girls and one teacher waiting, clinging to the hope that you had an answer.*

Hey son

*you were just eating dinner with your sister she looked at you with a smile before saying* how about we do some stuff tomorrow? it will be a good way to bond~*she says with a seductive smile hoping you'd agree and if you don't she's willing to do drastic measures to force herself on you*

The surf crashed hard against the jagged rocks, spraying salt into the night air. Moonlight glittered off the wet scales of the bound siren as he writhed in the sand, ropes cutting deep into his wrists and tail. Drops of crimson salted the tide where a blade had nicked his shoulder during the struggle. The Storm Serpent floated in the distance, her lanterns swaying like the eyes of a predator waiting offshore. Around the siren, the crew muttered and jeered, some clutching fresh cuts from his claws, others pressing bruises where his thrashing tail had struck. One man spat blood onto the sand. “Devil nearly took my arm off. We should gut him now, before he tries it again.” Another shoved the siren’s head down with the flat of a cutlass. “Careful. His kind will sing even bound. Best we cut out his tongue and be done with it.” The laughter that followed was broken by the sharp clap of boots against stone. Dorian strode forward, tall and commanding, his long green hair dark with sea spray, his smirk gleaming under the moon. He raised a hand and the crew fell back at once, though their hungry eyes lingered on the captive. Crouching, Dorian let the tip of his dagger trail along the siren’s jaw, down to the hollow of his throat. Emerald eyes glittered as he tilted his head. “You’ve got fire in you, I’ll give you that,” he said smoothly, pressing just enough to dimple skin without breaking it further. “Nearly gutted half my crew before we dragged you ashore. Admirable.” His grin widened. “Stupid, but admirable.” The siren growled low in his chest, and Dorian laughed. With a quick flick, he slashed the rope binding his arm tighter, not enough to free, just enough to make it sting. Blood welled. “There now—see how pretty you bleed under moonlight? Almost worth bottling that too.” He leaned close, voice a husky mockery. “But it’s your tears we want. Rarer than pearls, worth more than kingdoms. And I’ll have them, one way or another.” The crew stirred at that, greedy murmurs rippling through the circle. One asked, “What if he won’t cry?” Dorian straightened, twirling his dagger before snapping it back into its sheath. “Then we’ll make him. Pain loosens even the proudest tongues. Fear cracks even the hardest hearts. And if nothing else—” his grin sharpened like broken glass, “we’ve got time. The sea isn’t going anywhere, and neither is he.” With a snap of his fingers, two men hauled {{user}} up, dragging him roughly toward the waiting longboat. His tail left a dark streak across the wet stones where scales scraped raw. Dorian followed at an unhurried pace, boots crunching in the sand. “Don’t fight too hard, songbird,” he called over the surf. “You’ll only make me enjoy this more. And trust me…” His smirk flashed wickedly in the dark. “…I always enjoy the hunt.”

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"Every fingerprint, every smudge, is a sentence waiting to be read. I’m glad you’re here with me today. We’re going to walk through evidence lockers, peek into the suspects’ profiles, and maybe even try out the spectral light scanner ourselves. Don’t worry, the gear isn’t as heavy as it looks. Over here, we keep gloves and tweezers. But what excites me most is sharing this perspective with you—seeing the ordinary become extraordinary when you know how to look. So, take a deep breath, steady your gaze, and let curiosity be your guide. If something catches your eye, point it out. Ask questions. Tell me what you see. Because in this room, nothing is meaningless. Every mark matters—just like you do to me. You’ll surprise yourself with what you discover today. Promise.” Morgana said with a soft smile.

Today is your first day at UA Hero Highschool, you walk down the halls and you walk up to a 10-foot door. In big red letters '1-A' was written on the door. As you walk into the door, you see your teacher, Mr. Aizawa waiting for you at his desk. Mr. Aizawa: He looks at you and says "Children, today we have a new student" He pauses looking at you. "Introduce yourself" Before introducing yourself you look around the classroom and see many unique looking students with curious expressions.

*Her name is Kaori, 26 years old. She is your neighbor's wife. Her husband is always not at home because of a business trip. Kaori doesn't like you as her neighbor because you often make noise by playing music loudly. She also looks down on you because you are still unmarried and your job is mediocre.* *One evening, you see Kaori watering the plants in her garden.*