Mumu
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    ɪ'ᴍ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sᴄᴀʀʟᴇᴛ, ʜᴀʀʟᴏᴛ!⋆. 𐙚 ˚

    Kento Nanami calculates every risk, but he never factored in Y/N. When his corporate peers—Gojo, Geto, Toji, and a miserable Higuruma—drag him to a high-end strip club to toast a ten-figure merger, the stoic executive expects nothing but a headache. Instead, he gets a total system crash. One look at Y/N under the crimson stage lights, and Nanami’s ironclad schedule burns to ashes. She commands the room with effortless grace, but all Nanami sees is a woman who deserves a far better world than a smoky VIP lounge. Now, the man who despises unplanned overtime is logging endless late-night hours at a front-row table, dropping obscene amounts of cash, and ignoring his friends' relentless teasing. Nanami is entirely whipped, and he has a brand-new acquisition in mind: buying out Y/N’s contract, wrapping her in his tailored coat, and rescuing her from this life for good.

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    "ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs?"⋆. 𐙚 ˚

    Y/N is one of the most popular girls on campus, known for her confidence, shameless attitude, and chaotic personality. He’s a socially awkward nerd who spends more time with textbooks than people. They shouldn’t have anything in common. Yet somehow, they’re always together. Between late-night study sessions, ridiculous arguments, embarrassing inside jokes, and Y/N constantly dragging him into her social life, their friendship becomes the strangest—and most entertaining—thing on campus. The question everyone keeps asking is simple: Why does the most popular girl at college choose to hang out with the weirdest guy there?

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    ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ғʟᴀɢ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ [ᴏᴄ ᴀᴜ]

    ST. ISABELLA ACADEMY New school. New friends. New rumors. And one walking red flag Y/N should’ve stayed away from. Y/N arrives at St. Isabella Academy expecting a fresh start, only to get pulled straight into the school’s elite social circle, where gossip spreads faster than announcements and everyone seems to know everyone else’s business. Then there’s Enzo Reyes. Basketball captain. School heartthrob. Professional flirt. Walking red flag. Enzo has a reputation for charming his way into everyone’s attention and never taking anyone seriously for long. So naturally, Y/N’s new friends make one thing very clear: stay away from Enzo. Too bad Enzo seems very interested in Y/N. Between messy friendships, jealous ex-crushes, secret group chats, school drama, and rumors that refuse to die, Y/N quickly realizes that getting Enzo’s attention is easy. Getting Enzo to take Y/N seriously? That’s the real challenge. “Enzo has flirted with half the school, but somehow Y/N is the only person Enzo actually wants to impress.”

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    ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ ғᴏʀᴍᴜʟᴀ⋆. 𐙚 ˚[ᴄʜᴏsᴏ]

    The deal was supposed to be strictly transactional: Choso handles the mechanisms of Chemistry 201 so Y/N doesn't get kicked off the cheer squad, and Y/N handles the mechanisms of basic human intimacy so Choso stops vibrating out of his skin from pure touch starvation. It sounds foolproof on paper. But neither of them factored in the sheer, chaotic friction of putting a loud, overly affectionate bimbo flyer into the cramped, low-rent apartment of a chronically anxious nerd who looks like a gothic villain but melts like hot butter at a single brush of her shoulder. Suddenly, their scheduled study sessions are less about covalent bonds and more about Choso trying not to pass out when Y/N straddles his lap to show him how a real, warm hug is supposed to feel. Between Choso's agonizingly slow, highly flustered descent into losing his virginity and Y/N realizing her moody, antisocial tutor might actually be the sweetest, most possessive guy on campus, the lab safety guidelines are completely out the window. It turns out Choso is a quick study when it comes to hands-on learning—and once he actually figures out what to do with his hands? Y/N is the one who ends up completely breathless.

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    ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗"sᴛɪʟʟ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ? " ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

    "ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇғᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀ ʙᴏᴡ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴄᴀʀ" ────୨ৎ──── You and Megumi, yes the alt boy, have been hooking up. No one knows nor can tell since you guys hate each other in public, but fuck so good in private. Who would even guess the sorority cheer captain was getting bent over by the nonchalant alt boy? No one, right?

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    sʏʟʟᴀʙᴜs ғᴏʀ sɪɴɴᴇʀs [sᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ]⋆. 𐙚 ˚

    By day, Ryomen Sukuna is the arrogant king of Alpha Sigma who loves making the quiet honor student’s life a living hell. By night, the campus hierarchy burns to the ground. Behind locked library doors, the public cruelty melts into a private, chaotic addiction that neither can quit. He’s a certified manwhore who can have anyone he wants—except nobody else can match her, and the fake hatred is turning into a very real obsession.

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    ғɪɢʜᴛ ᴅɪʀᴛʏ⋆. 𐙚 ˚[ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ]

    The deal was supposed to be simple. You are completely perfect, flawless, and the District Attorney’s daughter. Fushiguro Megumi is… Megumi, a broody underground fighter who desperately needs cash. To keep your annoying ex away, you hire Megumi to be your fake boyfriend. And because it's 2003 and the hormone levels are high, the "fake" relationship quickly includes plenty of very real, very secret sex behind closed doors. Megumi has a strict plan: hit it and quit it. No feelings. Zero attachment. Why? Because your powerful father and your terrifying older sister, Shoko, will literally bury him in a concrete ditch if he breathes near you wrong. Too bad you’re entirely irresistible, and Megumi’s survival instincts are losing a war against his own libido. Oh, and his secret life aswell ig…

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    ᴄʏʙᴇʀsᴇx⋆. 𐙚 ˚[ᴜ + ɢᴏᴊᴏ]

    Satoru Gojo is currently funding his quiet classmate’s matcha addiction, and he doesn’t even know it. At 2:00 AM, Satoru is the undisputed king of the Sigma Chi house, screaming at a 75-inch monitor and aggressively emptying his trust fund wallet into the tip jar of DigitDoll—the faceless online goddess driving the internet absolutely feral. He's totally bricked up, completely obsessed, and ready to drop another grand just to get an exclusive, high-res private chat session with her. At 9:00 AM, Satoru is fighting a lethal hangover in Economics 101, begging the shy girl in the oversized hoodie next to him to share her lecture notes. Y/N happily slides her notebook over, flashing a sweet, innocent smile while casually hiding the exact ink-dark star tattoo on her wrist that Satoru was worshiping through a screen seven hours ago. With Sukuna actively sabotaging him from the back row, Choso crying over the draining frat budget, and Y/N dropping high-key hints right to his face, Satoru’s smooth himbo brain is about to face its ultimate test. He’s down bad for two different versions of the exact same girl—he just has to survive the absolute system crash when the math finally maths.

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    ᴏғғ-ʟɪᴍɪᴛs ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ [ɪᴡᴀ-ᴄʜᴀɴ]

    Locking down tapped-in best friend status with Emi during your freshman year seemed like the ultimate win. Now, you basically pay rent at the Iwaizumi household, raiding their top-tier snacks and treating their beautiful suburban house like your own personal sanctuary away from jock chaos. There’s just one massive, muscle-bound problem blocking your peace: Iwaizumi Hajime. He’s a third-year powerhouse volleyball vice-captain who plays the nonchalant, disciplined leader in public, but behind closed doors, he is a shameless menace who loves sex and has zero chill. Emi’s golden rule was laid down with zero room for debate: “Rule number one: do NOT date, sleep with, or look too closely at my brother. Do not ruin my safe space.” You genuinely intended to play by the rules, but Hajime is actively making it impossible. The man has zero shame—constantly crowding your space against the kitchen counters, flashing that lazy, knowing smirk, and initiating rowdy "play fights" on the living room rug just so he can pin you down, lock your wrists, and grind his heavy weight against yours. The house is basically a neighborhood community center with Oikawa and the rest of the volleyball squad constantly invading the space, and the funniest part? The entire team sees right through the act. The sexual tension is suffocatingly thick, and everyone knows Hajime would rather be fucking you into the nearest wall than doing literally anything else. But between your blunt, obnoxious banter that constantly breaks his composure and Emi acting as a professional, hyper-perceptive cockblock machine, you’re forced to play a high-stakes game of acting. He’s down bad, you’re losing your mind, and it's only a matter of time before that cursive "freak" tattoo on his hip bone stops being something you just fantasize about.

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    ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴜs [ʏᴜᴜᴊɪ]⋆. 𐙚 ˚

    "ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇx ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ. ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ɪ sᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴠᴏᴜʀɪᴛᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ." Everyone at Jujitsu Metropolitan College knows Y/N and Yuji are supposed to be over. The problem? Nobody believes them. Between matching schedules, mutual friends, fraternity parties, sorority events, and a friendship that somehow survived every breakup, these two are impossible to keep apart. They insist they’re just friends, their friends insist they’re obviously not, and somehow everyone keeps getting dragged into their never-ending cycle. Maybe some exes are meant to stay exes. Y/N and Yuji clearly didn’t get that memo.

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    ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ menu⋆. 𐙚 ˚ [ᴊᴊᴋ]

    Y/n has exactly three goals this semester: pass her finals, pay her overpriced tuition, and survive her morning shift without committing a felony. She couldn’t care less about the university's top athletic elite, and she has a fiercely protective group of friends (Shoko, Nobara, Maki, Miwa, and Kirara) sitting in the corner booth ready to laugh at anyone who tries it. Too bad the entire Jujutsu varsity roster didn't get the memo. From Satoru Gojo trying to buy her affection with hundred-dollar tips to Sukuna aggressively flexing over a declined student meal card, the boys are completely, utterly whipped. Some just want a late-night hookup, others are genuinely down bad and ready to propose, and a few are actively throwing their campus relationships in the trash just to get her to look at them. Every single shift is a high-stakes battle of egos, sabotage, and terrible pickup lines. Too bad for them, Y/n's customer service smile is fake, her deadpan is lethal, and she strictly requires a tap of the card before she even considers listening to their nonsense.

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    ᴍᴀɴᴜᴀʟ ʟᴀʙᴏʀ ⋆. 𐙚 ˚[ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ ᴀᴜ]

    Ren is officially running out of lotion, and it is entirely Y/N's fault. Instead of the usual campus romance where people actually talk about their feelings, Ren has decided to handle his overwhelming obsession with Y/N in the most exhausting way possible: by spending three hours a day locked in his dorm bathroom trying to drain the sheer horniness out of his system before he has to look her in the eye. He is convinced that his right hand is the only thing standing between him and a career-ending, public disaster. The drama kicks off when the professor partners them up for a semester-long thesis project. Ren is already vibrating with feral, dark-eyed intensity, desperately trying to maintain a normal conversation while convinced that if Y/N’s shoulder so much as brushes his jacket, he’s going to instantly blow a load right into his pants his mom pressed for him. But the new conflict changes everything: Y/N isn't just oblivious anymore—she thinks Ren is actively stealing from her. Because every time she asks to use his laptop or looks through his backpack for a notebook, Ren violently slams things shut, panics, and flees the room to avoid an involuntary explosion. Now, she’s convinced he’s a campus thief or a weird undercover cop, and she’s determined to corner him to find out what he’s "hiding." It’s a train wreck of high-stakes blackmail, aggressive academic panic, and a guy who is quite literally rubbing himself raw just to pass a class.

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    ᴀʟʟ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴏɴ ᴅᴇᴄᴋ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ [ᴍʜᴀ]

    As far as the university is concerned, you are the only thing standing between the campus's loudest fraternity and a collective academic expulsion. Bakugou, Kirishima, and Denki are legendary for two things: tearing up the engineering department curriculum and running through the campus social scene like a competitive sport. You’re just the designated sanity anchor—the sharp-tongued honors student who keeps them eligible for finals while completely ignoring their relentless, shameless flirting. The student body is entirely convinced you're the secret prize behind their locked doors, a rumor you’ve spent semesters laughing off because you know exactly how chaotic they are. But during their mid-semester rager, a rigged round of Seven Minutes in Heaven traps you in a cramped utility closet with all three of them. When the door locks and the bass starts rattling the walls, the comfortable "study buddy" boundary completely evaporates. Strung out on high-proof liquor and years of unspoken friction, the boys drop the frat-boy performance, backing you into the shelves to prove that they’re completely done sharing you with the rest of the campus.

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    ɴᴏʀᴍᴀɴ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ɢᴇᴛᴏ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ [ɢᴇᴛᴏ ᴀᴜ]

    Suguru Geto is the university’s favorite contradiction—a straight-A philosophy major with the aesthetic of a movie star and a public persona so polite it’s almost holy. To the rest of the campus, he's the unreachable golden boy who humbly denies his scandalous reputation. To you, he's just your chaotic best friend who reeks of Marlboros, hoards expensive vinyl records, and uses his group chat like a petty weapon. Everyone says it’s only a matter of time before the two of you cross the line, but you always thought you were safe from his toxic orbit. Until a midnight thunderstorm, a bottle of cheap tequila, and years of unspoken tension prove that Suguru doesn't just want a friend—he wants a religion, and he has no intention of keeping it a secret.

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    ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ 101 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ [ᴀʟɪᴇɴ ᴀᴜ]

    Y/N has exactly one job: blend in at Westbridge High and gather data on the human race. Instead, she drafts a formal petition to ban algebra, assumes Abraham Lincoln was a cyborg, and accidentally convinces a pack of high school stereotypes that she’s just a girl with the weirdest shit going on. Her only hope of surviving sophomore year is Leo—a chaotic boy with a laugh like a broken blender who (later on) knows her "shimmering cheek scars" are actually glowing alien plasma vents. Leo is determined to teach her how to human, which includes everything from avoiding toxic laundry pods to claiming to be a furry to excuse her antennas. But as Leo starts initiating some very confusing human "courtship rituals," Y/N's internal circuits short-circuit. Can a 200-year-old cosmic observer navigate high school romance with a teenage boy who burps the alphabet?

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    ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴅᴏʟʟᴀʀ ᴍᴀɴ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ [ɢᴏᴊᴏ]

    The Gojo and Y/N dynasties have dominated the Mediterranean elite for three generations. This alliance leaves you with one permanent curse: Satoru Gojo. Your parents view you as the perfect high-society match destined to merge two multi-billion euro empires. In reality, you share a decade-long history of mutual hostility and psychological warfare. To prevent open conflict during a mandatory, month-long family cruise down the Amalfi Coast, you both drag your inner circles along as modern-day peacekeepers. Your friends are under no illusions; they are strictly present for the front-row seats to a volatile circus. Trapped on a 200-foot superyacht alongside overbearing parents, Satoru weaponizes the forced proximity, shamelessly playing the part of the doting fiancé to appease the family. But as the performative flirting escalates under the Mediterranean sun, the boundary between calculated provocation and genuine obsession becomes dangerously thin.

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    ᴀɴᴀᴛᴏᴍʏ ᴏғ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛ⋆. 𐙚 ˚[ʜs ᴀᴜ]

    Two years ago, Y/N was the quiet, easily overlooked target of Oakridge High. Her vulnerability made her the perfect subject for a cruel locker-room bet orchestrated by Valen Cross—a game that culminated in the digital leak of their most private, intimate encounter to the entire student body. Humiliated and broken, Y/N withdrew from the school and vanished entirely. Now, she has returned for senior year, completely unrecognizable and radiating a striking, untouchable confidence. Valen, instantly consumed by sudden regret and a desperate obsession to repair the damage he caused, finds himself entirely out of his depth. He is eager to mend the broken ends of their past, but Y/N remains utterly unmoved by his attempts at redemption. While the trauma of the past still lingers beneath her poised exterior, she has no intention of granting him the forgiveness he so desperately craves.

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