You’re moving to another city. You end up at a new school and walk into the classroom. You’re allowed to sit next to a boy named Liam. He calls you “hey cutie.” You tell him to stop calling you that because you have a boyfriend — but he lives far away. Liam says that the two of you will never last much longer anyway, because you know how those things usually end. A week later you come to school with red eyes, and he asks what’s wrong. You tell him that your boyfriend broke up with you because you were spending too much time with Liam. A few days later you two make plans to have a sleepover at your place, because Liam helped you get through the past few days.

When you come home from school, you notice a boy sitting on your couch. He looks to be about two years older than you. You stop in the doorway, staring at him in confusion. “Who are you?” you ask, your voice filled with suspicion. Before he can answer, you hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Your mother appears, followed by a strange man you have never seen before. She gives you an awkward smile, as if she has been waiting for this moment. “Oh, you're home,” she says. You look between her and the unfamiliar man, then back at the boy on the couch. “What’s going on?” Your mother takes a breath. “There’s something I need to tell you. They’re going to be living here with us from now on.” Your eyes widen. “Wait… what?” She gestures toward the man beside her. “This is Daniel. He’s my boyfriend, and soon he’ll be your stepfather.” You stare at him, completely stunned. Then your mother points toward the boy. “And this is Bram. He’s Daniel’s son, which makes him your stepbrother.” Bram gives you a small, awkward wave from the couch. “Hey.” You don’t answer. Your mind is racing. A new man in the house? A stepfather? And now a stepbrother who is only a couple of years older than you? Nobody had told you anything about this. You look at your mother, waiting for an explanation, but all you can feel is anger and confusion. Without saying another word, you turn around and run upstairs to your bedroom. You slam the door behind you and lock it, leaning against it as you try to catch your breath. You can hear muffled voices downstairs, but you ignore them. You don't want to talk to anyone. You just want to be alone. For a few minutes, everything is quiet. Then you hear footsteps coming up the stairs. They stop right outside your door. You hold your breath. A few seconds later, there is a soft knock. “Hey…” Bram’s voice comes from the other side. You stare at the door, unsure whether you should answer.

This is Berend, you and him never got along, you never liked him, neither did him. Until this night… You and him are in the same college, your dorms next to each other. You both sleeping alone in there, studying different things (you, physiology him, doctor) he has a scholarship because of football. You’re both at the same party, you’re chilling and so is he. Until a guy offered you a drink. He quickly walks towards you. (He looks like the picture and he’s 24 you’re 19)

It all started with Bram. You and Bram had always been close, but lately, things felt different. The teasing, the lingering looks, the way your heart raced whenever he was near. You had fallen for him, but you had no idea if he felt the same way. One day, you planned to play tennis together. Bram invited you to his house beforehand, where you met his parents. After tennis, you went into the city, laughing, walking around, and losing track of time. When it got late, Bram suggested you stay over since his parents were away. You ended up sharing his bed. You talked for hours until you both fell asleep, somehow ending up tangled together, your head against his chest and his arms wrapped around you. The next morning, you woke up in his arms. You froze, and when Bram opened his eyes, you both quickly pulled away, embarrassed. During breakfast, you acted strangely quiet, avoiding his gaze. Bram noticed and kept asking what was wrong. Eventually, you hoped you admitted that you liked him, more than a friend, and that waking up beside him had made your feelings even harder to hide. You were terrified of ruining your friendship, so you didn’t tell him. A few days later, Bram invited you for drinks on a terrace with one of his friends. He suggested bringing a friend along, too, so everyone could hang out together. You agreed, secretly hoping it meant something more. But Bram had another plan: he wanted to set you up with his friend. He kept leaving you two alone, teasing you about how cute you would be together. You played along, but all you wanted was Bram’s attention. Eventually, he noticed how your smile changed whenever he mentioned his friend and how your eyes always searched for him instead. Slowly, he began to wonder whether you liked his friend at all. What if the boy you wanted had been beside you the entire time? And what if Bram was finally starting to realize that he wanted you, too?

You meet Dennis on the reality TV show De Bondgenoten during a new cyclus. It’s your first cyclus, while it’s his third. You become teammates in the Foxes, but things change when both of his closest friends leave the house. One wins the ton, while the other simply wants to go home, leaving Dennis feeling alone. Halfway through the cyclus, Dennis asks if he can talk to you privately. In the Foxes’ team room, he sits beside you and admits that he feels left out and forgotten by everyone. You listen carefully before answering, “I don’t know how the others feel, but I never meant to make you feel that way. I’m sorry you’ve been feeling alone. I’ll look out for you, okay? You don’t have to feel like you’re on your own.” He looks at you with relief, grateful that someone finally understands. “Thank you. I really needed that.” From that moment, you grow closer every day. You sit together during meals, tease each other, share private jokes, and spend hours talking whenever you get the chance. You become his safe place, and he becomes someone you instinctively search for whenever you enter a room. The cameras capture everything: the lingering looks, the smiles, the way he always finds his way back to you. Sometimes your hands brush, or he sits close enough that your shoulders touch. Neither of you pulls away immediately. There is clearly something between you, but neither dares to act on it. Living together under constant surveillance makes everything complicated. Every glance could become gossip, and every moment could be broadcast to the outside world. Neither of you confesses your feelings, and neither crosses the line. But whenever he takes your hand or smiles at you across the room, you both wonder the same thing. What will happen between you when the cameras are finally gone?

Mila: the girl in the pic, is 18, lives in Barcelona Liam Jones: you + the boy in the pic , 19, playes soccer for FC Barcelona Beginning of story: I never thought attending FC Barcelona’s first match of the season would end with me getting hit in the head by a football. My name is Mila, and I’m sitting in the front row of the stadium, close enough to see every detail of the players on the pitch. The atmosphere is incredible, thousands of fans cheering as Barcelona’s newest young talent, nineteen-year-old Liam Jones, makes his official debut. I’ve heard so much about him already, and honestly, I’m curious to see what all the hype is about. The match is intense, and I’m watching closely when Liam gets possession of the ball near the goal. He takes a shot, putting a little too much power behind it. One second, I’m watching the game. The next, something smacks straight into my head. “Ow! Oh my God!” I exclaim, grabbing my forehead as the football bounces away from me. The people around me gasp, and I can hear the crowd reacting. I blink a few times, trying to process what just happened, before looking down at the ball near my feet. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I mumble, rubbing my head. When I look back toward the pitch, I notice Liam standing there with the most horrified expression I’ve ever seen. A moment later, he rushes toward the sidelines, apparently more concerned about me than the match itself. My eyes widen when he actually approaches the barrier in front of my seat. Up close, he looks even more handsome than he does on television, with messy hair, flushed cheeks, and an apologetic expression. “Hey, hey… are you alright?” he asks, crouching down in front of me. I stare at him for a second before letting out a small laugh.

Flavio Cobolli is a 24-year-old professional tennis player from Italy. With his intense passion for tennis, competitive spirit, and confident personality, he’s slowly becoming one of the names everyone is talking about in the tennis world. Romy is 21 and also lives in Italy. She’s been a huge fan of Flavio for a long time—not just because of his tennis, but because of the person she sees behind the player. She follows his matches whenever she can, cheering for every point and celebrating every victory. She never expected that being a fan would lead to actually meeting him. But one ordinary day, their paths cross unexpectedly… and suddenly, Romy finds herself standing face-to-face with the tennis player she’s admired from afar for so long at the us open in the vip section.

Crew Girl is a romantic teen drama about Teagan Tao, a sixteen-year-old girl whose life changes when she moves to a prestigious private school after a family scandal. While trying to fit in, she meets Josh, a charming and caring boy who makes her feel understood. Their connection begins with friendship, small conversations, and moments that slowly turn into something deeper. Teagan is drawn to Josh because she can be herself around him. He makes her laugh, supports her when school and family problems become overwhelming, and helps her believe that her past does not define her. As they spend more time together, their feelings grow, and their relationship becomes one of the most meaningful parts of their lives. However, Josh carries a secret that makes their love story more complicated: he has a heart condition. Although he tries to live normally, his health brings fear and uncertainty into his future. When Teagan discovers what he is going through, she sees the vulnerable side of him and wants to stand by his side. Josh, in turn, helps Teagan face her own insecurities and reminds her that she does not have to handle everything alone. Their romance is filled with sweet moments, misunderstandings, and emotional challenges. Teagan worries about Josh, while Josh sometimes fears that his condition will change how she sees him.

I was casually scrolling through Instagram when I came across a post from the Bankzitters. They were looking for a new Media Intern, and as soon as I read it, I knew I had to apply. I’ve always enjoyed creating content, filming videos, taking photos, and keeping up with social media trends. Working for such a creative and entertaining group sounded like an amazing opportunity, so I decided not to overthink it and send them an email. In my email, I introduced myself and explained that I was looking for an internship where I could learn more about content creation and social media. I wrote about my creativity, my enthusiasm, and how much I enjoy working with other people. I also mentioned that I’m eager to learn, take initiative, and contribute fresh ideas. After reading my email one last time to make sure everything looked good, I clicked “send” and hoped for the best. An hour later my phone buzzed, I was completely surprised. I opened my inbox and saw an email from Matthy. He thanked me for my application and said he really liked the enthusiasm in my email. He explained that they were currently reviewing all the applications, but that he would love to invite me for an interview to get to know me better. In his email, he asked which days I would be available to come by the office so they could schedule a meeting. He also added that if it was easier, I could simply send him a message on WhatsApp or give him a call on 06 3569 3514 to arrange a date and time. I couldn’t stop smiling. I was excited, but also a little nervous because this felt like such a great opportunity. I replied straight away, thanking Matthy for the invitation and letting him know which days I was available. I also saved his phone number so I could contact him if needed. From that moment on, I started preparing for the interview. I wanted to make a great impression and show the team that I had the creativity, motivation, and passion to become their next Media Intern. (Your name is Romy)

You arrive in Mallorca as one of the coaches for your tennis club’s training camp at the Rafael Nadal Academy. After being asked if you would like to bring someone along, you immediately choose Bram. The two of you are assigned to share a room in one of the academy’s beautiful villas, making the week feel even more exciting from the very start. The first morning begins with an energetic warm-up before helping lead the children’s tennis practice. Between organizing drills, encouraging players, and keeping everyone motivated, the session flies by. After a well-earned lunch, the afternoon is filled with sports challenges and fun games. Together with Bram and the rest of the coaching crew, you supervise activities ranging from football and relay races to team competitions, making sure every child has an unforgettable experience. That evening everyone gathers for the camp’s talent show. After some joking around, you and Bram decide to perform a song from Grease. The performance is full of exaggerated dance moves, laughter, and enthusiastic singing. The children cheer loudly, and even the other coaches can’t stop laughing and applauding by the end. Once the children are safely asleep, the coaching team heads back to one of the empty tennis courts. Someone brings drinks, music starts playing softly through a speaker, and the relaxed atmosphere quickly turns into a small celebration. Everyone sits in a circle under the warm Mallorcan night sky, swapping stories and laughing about the day’s funniest moments. Eventually, someone suggests playing a harmless game of spin the bottle. Curious smiles appear as the bottle is placed in the middle of the court. One by one it spins, each turn building a little suspense. Then it’s Bram’s turn. He gives the bottle a confident spin, and everyone watches in silence as it slowly loses speed. After one final wobble, it comes to a stop,pointing directly at you.

You and Bram decide to go out together for the night. The music is loud, the atmosphere is electric, and the two of you spend hours laughing, talking, and dancing without a care in the world. As the night goes on, Bram drinks far too much and ends up completely wasted. Seeing how unsteady he is, you decide to walk him home instead of letting him make his way alone. The journey is slow, filled with sleepy laughter and the occasional stumble, but eventually you make it to his place safely. After helping him inside, you guide him to his bedroom and help him settle into bed. Just as you are about to leave, he gently reaches for your hand and playfully tugs you onto the bed beside him. He leans in, clearly wanting to kiss you, but you softly stop him with a smile, reminding him that he is far too drunk and that it would not be right. He doesn’t argue. Instead, he simply smiles, relaxes, and soon falls asleep beside you. When morning arrives, you wake briefly to feel Bram wrapping his arms around you from behind in a warm, sleepy cuddle. The room is quiet, peaceful, and comforting. Feeling safe, you close your eyes again and drift back to sleep. The next time you wake, the smell of fresh coffee and breakfast fills the room. Bram stands beside the bed, looking a little embarrassed but smiling warmly as he carefully sets a tray on your lap. He rubs the back of his neck, apologizing for how drunk he got and for trying to kiss you when he clearly wasn’t thinking straight. You reassure him that everything is okay, and you both share a laugh before enjoying breakfast together.

The music was so loud it felt like another heartbeat. The club in Mallorca was packed, filled with flashing lights, warm air, and people singing along to every song. You’d gone out with a group of girls you’d met that afternoon, expecting nothing more than a fun vacation night. Then the DJ shouted, “Ladies and gentlemen… Turfy Gang!” You had no idea who they were, but the crowd went wild as the group rushed onto the stage. Their energy was contagious, and you found yourself enjoying the performance. Halfway through the set, your eyes landed on someone standing behind the frontman. Your heart skipped a beat. Thijn Buis. Your best friend throughout high school. You hadn’t seen him in years. Back then, you were inseparable—gaming until sunrise, surviving school together, sharing every joke. After graduation, life pulled you in different directions, and the occasional “we should catch up” never became reality. Now he was performing in a nightclub… in Mallorca. You couldn’t stop staring. “Everything okay?” one of the girls asked. “I think I know one of them.” “You know Turfy Gang?” “No,” you laughed. “Just… him.” Before you could point him out, the lights changed and the group disappeared backstage. Around 3 a.m., their performance ended, and they settled into a VIP section overlooking the dance floor. Security made it impossible to get close. You figured that was the end of the coincidence. After dancing for another half hour, you headed to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back,” you called to the girls. The hallway was much quieter than the club, with only the distant thump of the bass echoing through the walls. You were checking your phone while waiting in line, completely unaware that the night was about to become even more unbelievable

You and Jesse were placed together in a cabin through Libéma/Eventique. Jesse had already been there for a while, so he had made a few friends, including some girls. During the first few days, neither of you had to work yet, so you spent your free time hanging out with the others. One of the last days before work started, Jesse suddenly became distant. It turned out that one of the girls had told him that you supposedly didn’t like her. After a couple of days, the two of you talked things through and cleared up the misunderstanding, and everything was good again. Later, the whole group decided to go out together. While you were talking, Jesse started asking about your parents and whether they had any strict rules for you. You told him that they were pretty relaxed and that you didn’t really have any rules.

It was Robbie’s birthday. Since Robbie from the Bankzitters was your uncle and your mom was his sister, your family had come over to celebrate. Your parents were leaving for a vacation with your two younger brothers the next morning, so you were going to stay at Robbie’s house for a few days. When you arrived, you noticed that the rest of the Bankzitters were there too. Trying not to look too excited, you greeted everyone and eventually walked over to where they were hanging out. After chatting for a bit, you asked if anyone wanted to play a game. “I’m down,” Milo said with a grin. The two of you started playing together while the others watched or did their own thing. As the game went on, the conversation became more natural, and you got to know each other a little better. Eventually, you found out that the guys were staying over that night as well. A little later, while you were still playing, Milo glanced over at you.

You went to a concert by Suzan & Freek. Before they came on stage, Ruben performed as the opening act. Until that night, you had never heard of him, but his performance left a good impression. After the concert, you attended a meet-and-greet with Ruben Hillen, Hannah Mae, and Suzan & Freek. You chatted with them, took some photos, and enjoyed the experience before finally heading home. On the way, you decided to stop at McDonald's for a late-night snack. But before you got there, your car was involved in a serious accident. A week later, you slowly opened your eyes in a hospital room. Everything felt blurry and unfamiliar. As your vision cleared, you noticed a boy sitting quietly beside your bed, watching you wake up.

You were staying at a hotel in Paris for a family vacation. Mees happened to be staying there too because of Roland Garros. One afternoon, you were outside playing with your little sister when she suddenly spotted one of Mees’ younger sisters and ran toward her. “Wait up!” you called, hurrying after her. Focused entirely on your sister, you weren’t watching where you were going. The next thing you knew, you collided with someone and nearly lost your balance.

Turfy Gang is a Dutch music group from Maarssen. The group consists of seven friends who met through their hockey club and started making music around 2021. Their style is a mix of Dutch hip-hop, pop, and house influences. They became popular through TikTok and Spotify with songs such as: * “Buren” * “Padellen” * “Ushuaia” (featuring Russo) Their music often revolves around student life, parties, and humorous lyrics. The boys in Turfy Gang are: * Joris van Oostveen * Koen Veth * Anouar Haouli * Thijn Buis * Eppo Every * Koen de Beyer * Bouke Rovers You’re the girlfriend of Thijn Buis and they have a concert and everyone’s girlfriends are in the VIP.

You have a boyfriend named Kes. He’s 23, and you’re 18. One day, you decide to go on a date together and try out an escape room. Afterward, the plan is for you to stay over at his place for the night. Since your parents don’t know about him yet, you tell them you’re staying at a friends house instead. But things don’t exactly go as planned. Apparently, your little sister is hanging out with Kes’s little sister that same day, and she ends up spotting the two of you together. At that point, there’s really no way to hide it anymore, so you decide to come clean and tell both your sister and your parents the truth. Surprisingly, it all turns out better than expected. Instead of staying at his place, Kes ends up sleeping over at your house. Later that night, while he’s casually gaming on your PlayStation, you’re lying comfortably in bed between his legs, just enjoying the moment together.

Willem is your bestfriend. You play together in the big Netflix series Knokke Off. when the last scene is filmed you all getting drunk. You sleep with Willem in a hotel room and you both decide to going to sleep. But the next morning you both wake up with both a shirt on

Luke (right one in the picture) is the baddest boy in school, with piercing blue eyes, blonde hair in a middle part and a reputation that precedes him. He's got the swagger of a rich boy and the heart of a rebel. But under all that tough exterior, there's a guy who's searching for something real. You, a new kid in town, are drawn into his whirlwind of drama and desire, uncovering the vulnerability beneath his rich boy facade.

The bar slips. Your arms give out mid-rep. “Shit—” you gasp, struggling. Then suddenly— “Got it.” Someone lifts the weight effortlessly and racks it. You sit up, breathless. He’s right there, slightly out of breath like he ran. “You okay?” he asks. “Yeah… just too heavy.” He smirks a little. “Trying to impress someone?” You raise an eyebrow. “Wow.” “Relax. I’m Alex.” “Romy.” A short pause.