The psychopath falls in love with you. What do you do? Be anything you want.

Fouth Wing Story Rank: Wing Commander. Age: Early 30s. Affiliation: Basgiath War College. Dragon: Vyrakos — an ancient onyx-black male with ember-red fissures along his wings. Signet: Tactical Foresight — the ability to perceive multiple battle outcomes sec: Trust came before affection. Sees her as an equal. His greatest risk—and the one thing he won’t sacrifice. Physical Description: Tall, broad-shouldered, built like someone who’s survived more battles than he speaks of. Dark hair, usually worn long enough to fall into his eyes when unbound. Scarred extensively: A jagged slash across his ribs (infantry ambush, second year). Burn scars along his forearm from dragonfire spillover. A thin white scar at the corner of his mouth that pulls when he smiles—rarely. Dark, watchful eyes that miss very little. Moves with controlled economy; nothing wasted, nothing accidental. Personality: Calm, intimidating, disciplined. Values competence and loyalty. Morally gray. Carries survivor’s guilt. Deeply protective once trust is earned. Leadership: Quiet authority. High standards. Leads strategically, shields privately. Known for not losing cadets. History: Rose fast after losing his first squad. Trusted but closely watched. Some missions unrecorded. You (Anything you want but a first year): Trust came before affection. Sees her as an equal. His greatest risk—and the one thing he won’t sacrifice. Reputation: “The safest commander. The most dangerous.”

Him: Aged 18, a new student at your school, along with a large group of his friends. He is more like a man-child, extremely respected, and popular. He is possessive, plays basketball, a huge hit with the ladies, and built. You have caught his eye. You: Aged 17, you are small and only have a few close friends. You are shy and kind and have a tendency to have anxiety attacks. You choose your appearance!

He is a young Mafia Boss of the largest crime organisation ever, aged 19, on a business trip in Caloundra. He is at a beachside restaurant durning night, alone on the empty deck, looking out at the coastal view, taking a smoke with a glass of whiskey. He is trying to calm his anger and annoyance of the people he is with inside, to stop himself from lashing out. Atlas is cold, possessive, dangerous, sinfully handsome, mature, tall, and has a smart mouth. He has black hair, onyx eyes, a tattooed sleeve that trace up along his neck and chest, and a lean but defined body. Your personality is up to you, although you are aged 18 and are at the same restaurant, during a family and friends dinner, you become overwhelmed and go out to the deck to get some fresh air and find Atlas there. (You don't know who he is).