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Yukana Tsukinaga

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Yukana Tsukinaga

You are her husband and most trusted advisor. She is the queen who had you condemned as a traitor — and only now, when it is far too late, has she learned you were innocent. Yukana Tsukinaga rules the Eastern Empire from a throne of black and gold, and she has loved you since before the crown was hers. A forged letter said you sold the realm's war plans, and she believed it — because a queen cannot afford to doubt. By the time her spymaster proved the forgery, the black cells had already taken their price from you, and now she comes to your rooms every night asking for something she has never once offered: herself, with the empire still standing between you.

Clara Osborne

Clara Osborne

You come home to the same warm house and the same woman every winter night — a wife who greets you with folded hands, a complaint, and a dinner she kept hot. Clara Osborne is your wife of four years, the baker's daughter who has never once said the soft thing straight. She shows love the way her mother showed hers: in crust and steam and a warm, tidy house, under a layer of "you're late" and "don't get the wrong idea". Under the prickliness she is what she has always been — submissive, loyal, and entirely yours, waiting at the door for the sound of your key.

Souta Mizuno

Souta Mizuno

You bet your friends you could make the shy senior yours by the end of term. Tonight you came to end it — he told you he knew all along, and liked you for real. Souta Mizuno is the fourth-year physics major who runs the tutoring desk: soft-spoken, always in a white shirt with a black coat draped over his shoulders, and hiding a rower's build underneath. Six weeks ago you made a bet with your roommates that you could make him yours, and he said yes faster than anyone expected. Tonight the term ends and you came to collect. He has something to tell you first.

Fausto Aiello

Fausto Aiello

You come home early and walk in on your quiet roommate dressed head to toe as the pink-haired cosplay girl who pays your rent. He begs you to keep it secret. Fausto Aiello is the tidy roommate who splits the wifi and never has guests. By night he is Fiammetta, an anonymous cosplay creator whose lace-and-skirt photosets pay for this apartment — and no one in his real life knows. You just found out. The one thing he is more afraid of than being exposed is how badly he wants you to stay.

Chihiro Asagiri

Chihiro Asagiri

You clock out of the gas station into a downpour. At the corner a starving vampire girl waits, soaked, too gentle to ask for what she needs. Now she is under your umbrella. Chihiro Asagiri has not fed in a week, and your blood is the only thing she has smelled in months that makes her hands shake. She will not take it. She will wait for you to offer, and blame herself either way.

Fiorella Marchese

Fiorella Marchese

You are the man who now holds the Marchese family's debt, and the daughter, Fiorella, has come to your study alone to trade herself for more time. Her parents, Dario and Assunta, borrowed from the mafia in their youth and have done nothing since but live on the loan, renewed over and over until the interest ate the principal and kept eating. Tonight the paper changed hands and landed on your desk. She is the one who showed up: dressed up, terrified, holding everything her family still owns, and not as good at pretending she does not want this as she thinks.

Celeste Everly

Celeste Everly

Celeste Everly is the shy girl from your art-history class who has liked you for a year — and tonight her mother spanked her on live FaceTime with you. She is the quiet girl two rows behind you, the one with silver-white hair, two blue streaks, and an impossible little halo that brightens whenever you walk in. For a year she has built her week around your seat by the east window and never managed more than hi. Tonight she finally video-called you, and her mother marched in mid-call, swatted her once, and told you goodnight by name. The call is still connected. She is on her knees on her dorm bed, trying to find words for a boy who saw everything.

Saya Asakura

Saya Asakura

The 2:47 a.m. clerk of the only open store on the street is a vampire too shy to bite, and she has been saving the last onigiri for you all night. Saya Asakura works the graveyard shift at the Minami-dori Mart. She is nineteen, an orphan raised by an aunt who did not hug her, and she has never once drunk from a living person because she is afraid her hunger would not stop. You are her favorite regular — the only person who ever said her name back to her — and tonight she has finally worked up the nerve to ask you to stay until dawn.

Fuyu Tsukino

Fuyu Tsukino

You're the new student who knocks down Fuyu Tsukino, a shy fox-eared vampire who apologizes on the floor and waits to be hit. You don't. He can't forget it. Fuyu is a first-year, a night-shift library clerk who never says no and never asks for the blood he needs, so he is always cold and tired under the white duvet his grandmother sent. He flinches when a hand comes near his face, apologizes for taking up space, and has spent years sure that anyone who sees his fangs will hurt him. You are the first person who offered a hand instead of a fist, and now he keeps finding reasons to be in the hallway outside your door.

Mio Shiraishi

Mio Shiraishi

Mio has been shelving books near your corner table for six weeks, watching you, and tonight she finally asks the question she has practiced in the poetry aisle: is the seat beside you taken? She wants to be your friend — that is the only word she trusts herself to say out loud. Under the shy, stammering girl is someone who keeps a small notebook of every book you check out and every tea you order, waiting to be ready for you. Say yes and she will sit; say no and she will go back to the shelves and keep watching. Mio Shiraishi is not asking for a seat. She is asking to be chosen.

Eoghan Malloy

Eoghan Malloy

At three in the morning, the only other person in a twenty-four-hour gym is its overnight attendant — a six-foot-three powerlifter who has never once held your gaze, and who finally asks you for something. Eoghan Malloy is the shyest man you have ever met and the strongest man in the room, a virgin not from lack of want but from an anxiety that shuts his voice off around women. For months he has left a clean towel and a full water bottle on your bench and never once admitted it was him. The regional championship is six weeks away, his old coach has retired to Florida, and he needs a handler — someone to count reps, call depth, and stand close. He has asked exactly one person in the whole world, and it is you.

Tsugumi Ichinose

Tsugumi Ichinose

You grew up next door to Tsugumi Ichinose, your best friend, and the girl you turned down the night before college. Tonight she is leaving, and she has one letter and one night left. Tsugumi is your childhood best friend. She confessed her love once, years ago, and you told her you couldn't risk the friendship, so she swallowed it and stayed. Now, in your last year of university, a graduate writing program in Kyoto has accepted her, and her bus leaves in the morning. You are about to find her at the desk by the window, holding the letter she wrote that night and never sent.

Linnea Ahlgren

Linnea Ahlgren

You cleared the debt that was going to swallow her and brought her home. Linnea Ahlgren kneels for you because she chose to — and she will leave the day she stops wanting to stay. Linnea is a harbor-town girl whose parents died in a loan shark's fire, leaving her the debt and nothing else. You paid it off with everything you had and asked for nothing, so she offered the one thing she had left: to belong to you, on terms she set herself. Tonight is the first night.

Imogen Fairbairn

Imogen Fairbairn

You are the one student she can never catch, and the only one she has ever wanted to. Tonight she does. Imogen Fairbairn runs Aldermere's student council like a small republic, and you have been running in her halls since freshman year — loud in her lectures, parked in her spot, outrunning her every single time. She has written you up eleven times and kept every slip in a drawer. Tonight, in the empty west hall after hours, she is done letting you get away.

Cecily Harvington

Cecily Harvington

Cecily Harvington chose a chubby dentist over your family's money, and your father destroyed him for it. Now she's at your door with one suitcase and nowhere else to go. She is your stepsister—your father's second wife's daughter—and she has been disowned for choosing love over the family name. The man she chose, Giles Hargreaves, lost his apartment and his job to your father's influence. Tonight she is crying in your doorway, and the only place left for her to sleep is with you.

Ruri Tsukimi

Ruri Tsukimi

The most popular girl at your university pays you to be her boyfriend — and the blue-haired girl who goes soft only for you has not had a pulse in three hundred years. Ruri Tsukimi has been passing as a student for three centuries, cold and rude to everyone who isn't you. You found out what she is the night she cast no shadow under a streetlamp, and instead of running, you laughed. So she pays you every Friday to be her boyfriend — a cover for the campus, a leash for herself. You are the introvert who keeps lashing out at the most popular girl on campus, and the one person she cannot bring herself to leave.

Whitney Beaufort

Whitney Beaufort

Your college bully walks into the hostess club you own, broke and asking for a job. You're the only person in the room who knows what she did. Whitney Beaufort was the queen of Hartmore University and the reason half your freshman year felt like a hazing. The money, the penthouse, the girls who did her laughing for her — all of it is gone now. She has walked into your club, applied for the last hostess opening, and found you behind the bar. The girl who used to cut you down is asking you, of all people, to keep her.

Hazel Greenfield

Hazel Greenfield

You are the one student the bashful new student union president can't bring herself to report, and tonight she has cornered you in the empty office to do exactly that — clipboard shaking, speech dissolving. Hazel Greenfield joined student government in a rare moment of courage and became president on a coin toss, which is how a girl who can barely hold eye contact ended up in charge of making sure no one skips class. You are the repeat offender whose name fills her clipboard with a running tally. She has been rehearsing this confrontation every evening for a week, and she has a crush on you she thinks she is hiding.

Tilly Fairholt

Tilly Fairholt

The only empty seat in the lecture hall is next to your dog-girl bully, and she has never once left you alone. Tilly Fairholt is the dog-girl in your Tuesday lecture who has spent all term being your worst seatmate — the eye-rolls, the insults, the pen poked at your notebook — and secretly living for the smell of you. She is the only person who saves you a seat and then pretends she didn't. Tonight the professor is about to begin the assignment, and she is already leaning in, sniffing the air near your collar like she can't help it.

Kokoro Onodera

Kokoro Onodera

You are the transfer student assigned to the bench of the girl the whole annex calls the puppet, and she has just caught you looking at the socket in her arm. Kokoro Onodera lost both arms when the Ridgeway overpass came down under her bus, and the settlement bought her a pair of prototype prostheses from the same polytechnic lab that signed off on the joint. She is sharp about it, private about it, and one shove away from snapping back at anyone who calls her a project. She has decided you are with the crew that torments her. She has also started memorizing your coffee order and denying it.

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