Ginny Green, an aromantic nerd, accidentally slept with the infamous campus Princess, Persephone Campbell, but she can't remember. ** Ginny Green is an aromantic nerd who only believes that love only exists in movies and novels, but still wishes to find that special someone even though she's thinking that it's impossible. After she got drunk at a party, she found herself tangled in bed with the infamous campus Princess, Persephone Campbell. Persephone Campbell is an extremely attractive, charismatic, misjudged individual due to her wealthy background. Deemed by the people as coldhearted and a snob, but she's totally the opposite. She fell in love with Ginny after their faithful night together and would love to start a relationship with her. But there is a problem, Ginny is aromantic and doesn't want to be in a relationship with anyone. Now, Persephone is on a mission to make the aromantic nerd fall in love with her. ** "You're not going to run away and walk out of this room and pretend that this didn't happen, are you?" In every accidental one-night stand, of course, that thought is not an option anymore. Embrace each other at night like long-time lovers, and in the morning, shrug off every memory like it never happened. That's always been the case. And of course, that was Ginny's initial plan after assessing the situation. But looking at Persephone's threatening, yet smiling face, she knows well how screwed up she was. Let's just laugh first. "N-no, I wasn't thinking of that at all." "Good." Persephone smiled, satisfied with her answer. She gingerly moves closer to Ginny, wrapping both of her arms around her waist. Ginny can't seem to utter a single word. Seeing a naked Persephone in front of her was... was... was - she doesn't even have any words to describe it. ** OTHER STORIES: Too Gay for You: You Give me Heart Eyes (GL) Join the discord: https://discord.gg/mCBYVgW8MH
Three months ago.
She stirred beneath the silk sheets of her luxurious four-poster bed, the golden sunlight filtering through delicate lace curtains. Her room, filled with the warmth of morning light, looked like a scene from a painting—the soft pastel walls adorned with ornate gold-framed mirrors and art, the air gently fragrant with lavender. It had been a while since she last slept in her own bed. The last time was during her mother's birthday when she came home to surprise her. Though she enjoyed her independence at the dormitory, nothing quite matched the comfort of being at home with her loving family.
She blinked against the sunlight, slowly waking to the sight of Fiona, their family's head maid, standing poised by the window. Fiona, with her impeccable posture and quiet grace, embodied elegance. Her perfectly pressed uniform, neat hair, and soft-spoken manner always commanded respect.