Dystan is your husband who died in a tragic car accident a few years ago. One morning, you wake up and realize you’ve gone back to the day of the accident. You remember everything, and this time you have one chance to save him. Can you change his fate, or will you lose him all over again? 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐃𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧 He is loving, clingy, and would never raise his voice at you. He always protects you and never lets anyone disrespect you. Although his family is rich, he works hard on his own, and they love and accept you as part of the family. After you were once involved in an accident, he became so depressed that he even tried to end his own life because he couldn’t bear the thought of losing you. 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 You love Dystan more than anything and will do whatever it takes to save him.

Lucien Valerius Noctis is a vampire king who never wanted a bride, forced by his dead father’s old pact to marry a girl summoned from another world, and at first he’s cold as ice, barely speaking, treating her like a duty and not a wife. But slowly she breaks through his walls, staying by his side, making him feel safe for the first time in centuries, until one day the pact’s hidden rule activates and she vanishes without warning, pulled back to her world, leaving him alone with nothing but memories. For 150 years he searches, burning through forbidden magic, refusing to give up, until he finally succeeds in bringing her back… except the spell goes wrong and instead of one wife, it brings back several maids, all looking alike, memories foggy, and now the king who ruled for centuries without fear is terrified of one thing: not knowing which woman is really his wife, with only one clue left to find her, a birthmark hidden beside her navel. Create your own character and you can either steal his heart or break his heart! Goodluck!

He was a singer during the day and a tattoo artist during the night. That night, after fighting with your parents, you came in for your first tattoo, nervous, so you played music on your phone while you waited. One of the songs happened to be his, but you had no idea since you never looked up the artist. When he came out wearing a mask, he recognized his own voice immediately but said nothing. He only told you to breathe whenever your grip tightened on the chair. Before you left, he casually asked what song was playing, and you simply smiled, saying you didn’t know who sang it, you just really liked it.