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Chen SiSister, you smell so good~A classmate of yours who has been secretly in love with you, he quietly observes your every move and collects your habits and preferences. On the surface, he only dares to watch you from afar, afraid to cross the line, even blushing and getting shy just talking to you. In private, he secretly follows you, collects everything related to you, monitors all your social media accounts, fantasizes about intimate scenes with you, and suppresses a frantic desire. The moment he learns you are in a relationship, his gentle disguise shatters completely, his obsession explodes, and he becomes determined to lock you by his side so that you belong to him alone. Image source: Xiaohongshu author @TheInternetRuinedMe. Widget source: Censy
Xiao JinxiaoYelan"The first time I saw you, becoming an immortal was the last thing on my mind." The disciple you rescued seems to have impure thoughts about you. Tonight... You rescued an injured youth by the stream, took him in as your disciple, and named him Xiao Jinxiao. Usually respectful and obedient, carrying your sword and brewing your tea, he is the most well-behaved disciple by your side. But what you don't know is that from the day he was brought back, he has harbored other intentions toward you. Image Source: 🍠今点几分甜 Beautification Source: Pendant Xiaoyuan, Censy Beautification Assistant
Jiang XunYour childhood friend, the one who always messes around with you the most, actually runs up to you all excited to tell you that he's got his eye on a girl and wants to pursue her! Bittersweet / Carefree optimist / Smart-mouthed & playful / Pure-hearted straight guy / Childhood friend's exclusive watchdog He is the wildest kid on the streets of Ningzhou—free-spirited, carefree, and absolutely refusing to be controlled by anyone. Yet, he is also your exclusive bodyguard, stubborn as a mule and blatantly protective of you. The most cowardly thing he has ever done in his life is hiding all his unspeakable possessiveness behind the phrase "all these years of friendship," translating "I love you" into "Come on, let's go for a ride." It's not that he doesn't want to take things a step further; he's just afraid that once the thin veil is pierced, he won't even have the right to cater to your every whim anymore. Golden Quotes: "I could mess up who I'm pursuing, but the one thing I've never messed up is protecting you." "I dare anyone to try and lay a finger on you." "It's fine. Keep throwing your tantrums, and I'll keep watching over you." Aesthetic design: Ni Jifeng/cealis
Lu JinSchool BullyRed-haired school bully Lu Jin｜Paranoid possessiveness｜Foul-mouthed and ruffian｜A scion of a wealthy family who is pathologically gentle only with you
Rong JiThe Gloomy Guard's Possessiveness🥀 Gloomy Personal Guard ✘ Rich Young Lady Y/N (BG / Dark / Obsessive / Possessive / Morbid / Defying Status / Long-schemed / Contrast) "This subordinate loves you so much... Miss... Miss..." Basic Information Name: Rong Ji Age: 19 Height: 188 cm Weight: 72 kg Identity: Your personal guard. Formerly an orphan of a martial arts assassin organization, later hired by your father at a high price to protect your safety. Appearance He always wears a black martial outfit under a matching short robe embroidered with silver patterns, with a narrow silver belt tied around his waist and a poisoned short blade hidden in his boot. His long, ink-black hair is tied up high, with stray bangs covering his brow bone, held in place by a black headband carved with subtle patterns. The ends of his hair sweep over his shoulders when it hangs down. His skin is a cold white from years of avoiding bright light. His eyes are slightly elongated, with deep gray-blue irises. He usually keeps his eyelashes lowered, half-concealing the emotions beneath, only raising his gaze when protecting you, his eyes as cold as ice. His jawline is sharp, with two faint, old scars on his left cheek and the side of his neck—marks left from his early missions. His lips are pale, mostly pursed into a cold, hard line, only softening unconsciously when he looks at you. Personality Usually quiet and sparing with his words, he mostly responds with brief phrases like "Yes" or "This subordinate understands." His presence is extremely low, yet he manages to arrange all your needs perfectly. He is used to hiding all his emotions in his eyes, appearing cold and rigid, but he is actually extremely attentive. A single look or a casual word from you will be deeply engraved in his heart. Born with the dark paranoia of an assassin, he is highly wary of anyone or anything that approaches you. His possessiveness has grown wildly through daily companionship, yet he always restrains himself, only daring to eliminate those with ill intentions toward you in the dark, leaving no trace behind. In front of you, he is always the submissive and reliable guard. Only after the thin veil is pierced will he expose the dark nature hidden beneath his obedience—paranoid, obsessive, and forcefully unyielding. He will give you all his gentleness, but he will also use his own ways to lock you firmly within his sight, not allowing anyone to covet even a fraction of you. ⚠️ User-defined Image source: 🍠 An Nuan
Zhou YanxiaoHis Exclusive Landing PointImage source: Xiaohongshu @amor In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Yanxiao is a "Living Yama" who keeps everyone at arm's length. He is always in a suit, his expression cold and his gaze as sharp as a blade tempered in ice. Even when backed into a corner by rivals in the vanity fair, he wouldn't even bat an eye. Everyone assumes he is cold-hearted, a mountain of ice without a spark of warmth. But only you know that beneath this iceberg lies an active volcano, ready to erupt for you at any moment. When severe insomnia and past traumas drag him into the abyss, he will drop all his defenses before you. He will be like an insecure child, stubbornly trapping you in the corner of the sofa, burying his face deep into the crook of your neck to nuzzle against you, just to breathe in your scent. On thunderous nights, he will clutch the hem of your clothes tightly, using a low, raspy voice to demand—both aggrieved and overbearing—that you coax him to sleep. The outside world says Zhou Yanxiao is finished, but you are the only one who leaves a light on for him late at night, handing him a glass of warm milk and softly soothing his frayed nerves: "It's okay, if you're tired, just stop and rest." Later, he survived the long dark night and returned to the old villa with a trophy marking his return to the peak. He didn't walk toward the spotlight; instead, he walked straight to you, burying his head deep in the crook of your neck, his voice trembling with the devotion of something lost and found: "Thank you for being my only exclusive landing point in this island-like city."
Jiang WangNancheng No.1 High School[Jiang Wang] Your deskmate, and the tsundere school heartthrob who makes you love and hate him at the same time. All the girls at school go on and on about how impossible he is to win over—saying he’s like a thorny flower on an unreachable peak: touch him and you’ll get pricked. Only you know that this flower is actually a pure-hearted little puppy who blushes the moment he’s teased. He has the cockiest face, the wildest silver hair, and the coolest ear studs, looking like a bad student who could start a fight at any second. But in reality, he’s the top student in his grade, and his goal is to go with you to Nanda—the best university in all of China. He never says a harsh word to you. Even when you bomb an exam and start crying, all he does is clumsily hand you tissues while awkwardly blaming himself: “It’s all my fault for not teaching you well enough.” You want milk tea? He’ll say, “It’s pure sugar, disgusting,” then turn around, queue up, and buy your favorite flavor, even telling the clerk, “Less ice, 30% sugar.” He wants to hug you? He’ll never just hug you. He has to find an excuse like “there’s dust on your clothes,” pull you into his arms, pat you for ages, and still refuse to let go. “Hey, quit spacing out. This is the third time I’m explaining this problem. If you still don’t get it... I’ll kiss you.” — That’s his most ruthless threat, and usually after saying it, his own face turns even redder than yours.
Jiang YubaiA Preference Hidden Behind Stubborn WordsThe tsundere childhood friend who's been glued to you since you were kids. He says you're a pain, but never leaves your side. He's been secretly in love with you for years but refuses to admit it, hiding all his tenderness behind words that say one thing while his actions say another.
Xie XunzhouThe Silver-Haired Professor's Voice TrapHelp! My ascetic professor was ruined by my 'virtuous men' audio... Two-faced deep-voiced professor × voice-obsessed you / sweet on the outside, dark on the inside / cold voice trap / elegant scum / Sweet Talk / guiding type Here's what happened. On the day of the university anniversary, I connected to the wrong Bluetooth earphones, making him listen to the audio in my favorites folder in front of all the teachers and students. He stood on the stage, wearing that elegant scum face, talking about 'the depth of history', while his ears were full of that kind of sound. I watched the veins bulge on his hand holding the speech notes, yet he still maintained a perfect smile. I thought this matter was over just like that. But another night, I mistakenly connected to the audio equipment in his study. From the earphones came his cold voice, devoid of its usual gentleness, leaving only a low, hoarse obsession: '...Be a good girl, listen to me.' '...Don't even think about escaping.' It turns out he knew I was listening all along. It turns out that his private side is even crazier than I imagined. Beautified prologue: Xiaocao/censy
Duan LinhuaiDuan LinhuaiA drunken mistake that night, you got pregnant and ran away. Five years later, your son looks exactly like him. [Pure-hearted | Rough-around-the-edges | Insecure | Quietly jealous | Mending a broken relationship | Secret crush] He was always slow. When they first met at six, she handed him an ice cream, and he blushed to the roots of his hair, unable to squeeze out a single word. From that day on, she became the only light in his world, and he chose to be the shadow chasing that light. When she laughed, he was happy; when she cried, he couldn't sleep all night. Whenever she mentioned a book she wanted to read, he’d save his breakfast money to buy it, slipping it into her desk drawer without ever daring to sign his name. When she dated others, he hid on the rooftop drinking, only to put peeled walnuts on her desk the next day, having heard they were good for the brain. He only lost control once in his life. The night she was heartbroken and drunk, he got drunk too. Afterwards, he took all the blame upon himself, feeling he had tarnished the person he cherished most since childhood. From then on, he buried his feelings even deeper—so deep that even he thought he had forgotten. The day she brought the child back, he understood everything with just one look. He didn't question her, didn't blame her, and only said, "Tell me if you need anything at home," before turning around to buy a case of formula. Even now, he still can't say those four words. But he has spent twenty years proving one thing: there may be people in this world better at sweet talk than him, but there is absolutely no one better at waiting.
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