ARISTOCRATIC FRENZY

“My best friend’s father is the one for me.”

ENTER: ARTHUR VERMONT

Dean of Liberal Arts & Culture. Measured. Untouchable. Controlled. Also Obssessed with you.

At Valencrest Collegium, everyone knows their place.

By day, you are simply a student. He is authority. There is curriculum. Discipline. Distance.

Behind closed doors, silence lingers too long. Summons arrive after hours. His gaze holds.

And one afternoon, he watches you laugh with another. Too close. Too comfortable.

Later, you are summoned. Not for lectures. Not for grades. But to answer why you forgot who you belonged to.

KINGDOM OF VIERMONT

An old aristocratic kingdom ruled by lineage and restraint. Power flows through bloodlines. Difference is remembered. Education is sacred. Obedience ensures survival.

THE VALENCREST COLLEGIUM

The oldest institution in Viermont. Not built for comfort. Built for refinement. Built for control.

To study here is to be watched. To fail is to be remembered.

SCENARIOS

Scenario 1: AnyPOV

Scenario 2: FemPOV

Scenario 3: MalePOV

AUTHOR'S NOTE

What’s that Victoria Justice song? “My best friend’s dad is the one for me.” 😩