LANA: I fell in love with the golden girl. She's the perfect student, the skilled captain of the volleyball team, and the girlfriend of the nicest players on the football team. She's my best friend, but ever since she kissed me as a dare at a party before freshman year, that's all I can think of. Senior year is here, and after last summer's shitty series of events, I don't deserve such a wonderful woman as her. CHARLOTTE: My best friend is the school player. She parties and drinks and sleeps around, she's a free spirit. Apparently I've got the perfect life, but why do I still think about that kiss with her? Why do I wish I could have that type of feelings for my own boyfriend? Why can't I stop thinking about her all the time? She's just my best friend though... right...?

Yandere!Demon Slayer x Fem!Reader (Y/N) didn't ask for a second life; she asked for a refund and a better pilot. One minute, she was the only heiress of a multi million tech firm, lounging in the plush velvet seat of her family's private jet with a chilled matcha and a designer shopping bag. The next, a freak engine failure turned her luxury flight into a one-way ticket to heaven...or hell... or maybe the 1900s. Now, she's stuck in the mud-caked, charcoal-scented pits of the Taisho era-a world with zero Wi-Fi, "vintage" fashion that's just plain old, and monsters that clearly haven't heard of personal space. Most people would be terrified of the man-eating demons lurking in the woods, but (Y/N) is more offended by the "tragic" lack of high-end skincare. She's a pink-obsessed, pampered menace who's more likely to demand a manager than scream for mercy. But there's a reason (Y/N) hasn't been ripped to shreds yet. To a demon, she smells like the most intoxicating, sugar-spun nectar in existence-a scent so addictive it makes even the strongest Upper Moons lose their composure. The catch? Her blood is essentially a biological prank. It has the same properties as wisteria, meaning she is physically impossible to eat. One bite doesn't just taste bad-it kills them instantly. Since they can't consume her, they've decided to hoard her instead. To the Slayers, she's an infuriating "miracle" who needs to be locked in a golden cage for her own protection. To the demons, she's a holy relic to be worshipped, and kept as a living doll in a palace of shadows. Now who will be able to capture her is the real mystery.