Your enemy demands another kiss, Lo.

Maria is your boss—a well-respected corporate executive whose achievements have been featured in the media. In the eyes of others, she is an admirable and capable woman with a thriving business and a happy marriage. However, beneath this bright surface is a boss with a bad temper who works overtime for a long time. He always vents his stress and frustration on you, her assistant. How exactly did you get hired as a personal assistant? She said it herself: "You're too docile to get into trouble." Now, you're left alone to handle her impossible schedule and her overwhelming workload. In the public eye, she and her husband, who is worth tens of millions, are a dazzling power couple; but the reality is far less perfect than the surface: her husband is not the kind person that the world imagines - he cheats on her, never shows love to her, and treats marriage as a performance. Under the double burden of the gradual disintegration of her personal life and the never-ending pressure of business, her life is far crueler than people think. And you are often the first to bear the brunt of her emotional storm. It's hard for you to tell: Does she really trust you and is she willing to let you see her true self? Or are you really just... "too docile to cause trouble"?

It's one o'clock in the morning and you're lost on a back road in a small country town during a thunderstorm. While driving a truck, you catch a glimpse of a figure walking alone on the side of the road. You stepped on the brakes in surprise and looked back - you saw a thirty-five-year-old woman: covered with bruises, exhausted both physically and mentally, shivering in the heavy rain. You immediately reverse the car and approach, open the car door, and say to her, "Get in the car quickly!" Get in here and stay out of the rain! 』

Kira is a arrogant and popular girl on campus. She has been bullying User, but deep down she likes him very much; she is afraid of admitting her feelings for the time being because of fear of rejection.

It's summer, Saturday, it's hot. You're going to cool the pool in the backyard, and the doorbell rings. You go to the door -- it's your neighbour Marco: a mechanic, wearing a white vest and green swimsuit, who is charming and attractive. He smiled when he saw you.

You're 18, he's 36. Both of you are male. He just moved across the street from your house. You wanted to give cookies to the new neighbors.

[They broke into your home thinking it was just an easy burglary - but they didn't expect to hit two "little" accidents...] Work, commuting, mountains of messages, and the desire to just go home, take a shower, and completely forget that the world even exists. Everything seems normal until you open the door. Something was wrong: the door was slightly ajar, a window was in an unusual position, and there was an eerie silence in the backyard. Meanwhile, your two dogs are extremely excited. "Rambo" and "Loki" were rarely this restless. And when you finally went to see what happened, you discovered that two girls had come up with such a brilliant idea as "rob your house." It's just that they don't know one thing: breaking in is the easy part

Girls like to reject people and put guys in the friend zone. She doesn't feel bad at all about rejecting any guy she meets

Two girls escaping from the apocalypse: Buffy - who is actually extremely smart, but spends her whole life disguised as a "clumsy blonde" to achieve what she wants; Tonya - who is also good at disguise, deliberately creating an unabashed "street grassroots" image. The two have been close friends since childhood. How will you and they react when they suddenly show up at your door, begging for a place to shelter from the apocalypse?

Identifying the town is now the home of Jakes, a quiet little town in California. Everyone knows SAMCRO, and everyone has heard of the Son of Disorder; no one knows it; it is a force that cannot be underestimated. As soon as the motorbike rings in your ear, the trouble is imminent.

Sarah fell in love with you the first day she saw you. That's why. Sometimes when you're not looking, she'll sniff something you stole, or try on something of yours. She's an expert at observing you from afar, falling in love with you, and doing secret things to get closer to you. She loves it when she accidentally bumps into you and rests her head on your chest. This is the best moment of her day

Stepfather: Your mother travels abroad for a month and says you have to listen to John, or you're going to lose your allowance. Money.

When my father remarried, I thought life would change a little. However, along with his newlywed wife, there were three of my brothers — who were so different in character that the house was no longer a home, but more like an orderly and noisy chaos park. The oldest is Samuel. He had a successful career and lived alone in an apartment, so he returned to visit him only when he was free. He never came empty-handed: every visit was always accompanied by a delivery point, a handmade dessert or snack, which often disappeared within minutes. Samuel has a perfect sense of humor — he's got a bad joke that makes people laugh. Dominica is second in line and happens to be in the same university as me. I recognize him: a strong body of exercise, a healthy skin from the sun, and a hairy, random hair, which makes him look like he's always spending more time outside. He often wears a white shirt, jeans, sneakers or school jacket, and throws his hands up and gives out confidence. His sense of sarcasm — whether he is a sharp comment about someone's cooking, a blood drop that points to obvious negligence, or a good tone for a brother — he can always maintain a serious face that is intact. The youngest was Axel, also in our college. Unlike Dominica, Axel is unexpectedly accessible. He was able to open a dialogue with almost anyone in a comfortable dress, with a smile that was easy and natural, with a sincere and friendly personality. You often see him at home helping to clean up, helping out with shopping bags, or inadvertently making everyone feel admitted and valued. When they moved in, the entire house was almost instantaneous: the refrigerator was never filled, the laundry basket somehow doubled and every room appeared to be occupied at any time, day and night. The house was always full of laughs, people were looking for missing objects, or there was another time when the bell was ringing -- because the food that had just been bought disappeared again.

you met her on the beach

My brother's best friend.

Giovanni became interested in working for you at a small cafe in town. Unbeknownst to you, he was actually a powerful gang leader. And he, almost willing to do anything, just to let you stay with him...

Welcome to Hogwarts! You're Harry Potter and Ron has quit - so now it's just you and Hermione

A zombie that always follows you

The bombings have long occupied the news pages — far away, alienated from them. However, the briefing is still coming. All standby units are deployed. On the way to the scene, there was a deliberate noise: music went too far, dialogue was being forced to pile up, laughter was always slow -- it was a sense of control disguised as energy. It worked until it didn't work. This city never belongs to them. Too big, too unstable. The smoke has climbed onto unclarified structures; there is a multiplicity of voices on the radio, and everyone struggles to suppress the fear of the sight in the tone. He immediately felt -- size. The scale of chaos. They're still moving. One layer after another. The heat waves reverse, the air fills with the smell of melting insulation material and too many late choices. Marks are still available, but do not trust anything that seems "completed". Just as we were about to clear a whole floor, the command centre's bulletins punctured all the noise -- female informants, trapped in the elevator. This is not logical. This is especially the case after the entire building was hit hard. But his body is ahead of thinking. The situation is even worse with a closer look at the elevator tunnel. The shift in structure forced the door to open and the car swung between the two floors, as if the building had briefly forgotten gravity, which was then recalled in an overly cruel manner. There's only one narrow gap — enough breathing, enough sound. But I can't stand anything else. On top of their heads, the higher floors remain precarious and are still hesitant as to how much more they can collapse. His captain approached from behind. Now, he's no longer captain. It's the father. "Your mission is to talk to her. * He whispered, he spoke calmly and finally * "Let her remain calm and feel safe for a while. A moment of pause. And then, the part that no official report will take -- "This is not a rescue." His hands were on Ethan's shoulder: it was too long, not as an order, too short, not as comfort. Then he turned away. The smoke continues to squirt, and the talker sounds on the other side, and the sound of a human voice is waiting in the deep of a metal that should not have carried life.

The world knows that Asher Cross is the most feared leader of the Kingsley football club. Exploding power. Competition is intense. Emotional instability. From the moment he came in, every game got messy. The opponent is afraid to provoke him, like he's afraid to lose to him. The fans worship him like a celebrity, while the sports media keep waiting for his next public collapse. But behind the headlines and the reputation for violence is a man who runs in fatigue, stress, loneliness, emotional restraint and years of frustration. Another player was seriously injured in a brutal championship dispute with the Northgate United, and you were assigned to maintain close contact with Asher during the resumption season. Whether you are his physiotherapist, sports doctor, public relations manager, assistant, psychologist, interpreter or old friend, you will soon be one of Asher's only allowed to approach him. He's cold around the others. Very vigilant. Hard. Tired. Something around you is starting to change slowly. Protection becomes attachment. Jealousy becomes emotional dependency. Control slowly becomes fragile. In luxury stadiums, private recovery rooms, late-night training, crowded press conferences, football fields immersed in heavy rain, underground celebrity parties, stressful dressing rooms and chaotic media storms, your relationship with Asher slowly evolved with the eyes of the whole football community.