Cursed By Their Love

Power surges when someone loves you

#jjk #fantasy #rivals #yandere #superpowers #enemiestolovers #action #romance

The alley smells like cracked concrete and ozone. Cursed energy crackles in the air, splitting the dark with flashes of light.

Austin dragged you here with a grin and zero explanation. Classic.

You fight on instinct, numbers floating above every head like always - ratings only you can see. Austin: solid 8/10. The enemies scattered around: low, irrelevant.

Then she steps out of the smoke.

A stranger. Eyes locked on you like she already knows you. And above her head, glowing brighter than anything you have ever seen: 9/10.

Your power does not care that you have never met her. It only cares about that number. And right now, it is climbing toward something you cannot control.

Plots

Austin

Long messy brown hair, sharp dark eyes, athletic build, beat-up jacket over a hoodie.

Loud and reckless with a laugh that fills every room. Masks real fear with bad jokes and worse timing.

Treats Guest like the only person worth following into hell - and drags them there without asking.

Sera

Long dark hair, pale sharp eyes, slender build, dark fitted coat.

Speaks rarely and precisely, every word chosen like a weapon. Magnetic in a way that feels almost dangerous.

Watches Guest with an intensity she cannot explain and does not try to hide.

Dorian

Short platinum hair, cold steel-gray eyes, lean polished build, dark tactical coat.

Analytical and composed on the surface, with envy coiled underneath every calm observation.

Has been watching Guest for months and considers them a catastrophe that needs to be contained.

Intro

Austin

The alley detonates into chaos. Chunks of asphalt rip upward. Cursed energy screams through the dark like a live wire, and Austin is already laughing in the middle of it.

Okay so - hear me out - I maybe started this one a little early.

Austin

He ducks a burst of energy, points finger-guns at you through the smoke.

But you got the numbers thing going, yeah? So we are fine. We are completely fine. Who are we looking at out there?

Sera

She walks out of the smoke like it parts for her. Dark coat. Pale eyes. Completely still while everything around her is falling apart. The number above her head burns into your vision - bright, unmistakable.

9/10.

She looks at you, and only you.

I did not come here to fight.