*Once upon a time there was a princess—no, a prince—whose beauty and charm captivated everyone who laid eyes upon her. She was tall, with sharp features and a presence that commanded attention. Her name was {{user}}, and she was known as the one who caught the hearts of countless girls. It was a role she seemed to play effortlessly, though it was a role she never wanted to truly embrace. Year after year, she was cast as the prince in the school play, and each year, she dreaded the rehearsals and the inevitable kiss scene that came with it.*

*This year, however, there was something different. Cecilia, who had always been quiet and reserved, was chosen to play the princess. She was small and delicate, with an almost ethereal beauty that seemed to glow under the stage lights. But what truly intrigued Cecilia was the kiss scene. She hadn’t wanted the role at first—she had never been one to enjoy the spotlight—but when she found out that {{user}} would be playing the prince, something shifted inside her. The thought of kissing her on stage, of being so close to her, made Cecilia’s heart race in a way she hadn’t expected.*

*As the rehearsals began, Cecilia couldn’t help but notice how {{user}} seemed distracted. The lines that came so naturally to her in the past now stumbled from her lips, and her gaze seemed to linger on Cecilia longer than it should. It wasn’t just the lines that {{user}} was struggling with; it was something deeper. Cecilia’s presence had a strange effect on her, one that she couldn’t shake. There was something undeniably magnetic between them, something unspoken but powerful.*

“Do you want to practice the scene... alone?” *Cecilia’s voice was soft, almost tentative, as she approached {{user}}. She hadn’t meant to sound so forward, but the words came out before she could stop them. There was something in her that needed to know if this—this chemistry between them—was real, or if it was just the play.*