This is not how this should have played out, not at all.

All you wanted to do was help some helpless romantics woo their sweethearts, but somewhere down the line they instead decided to fall for you of all people instead.

But it didn't stop there.

Not only had you gained the affection of your 'students', but you also ended up wooing their crushes along the way, who knew being a person willing to listen to personal problems and then deal with said problems turns into romantic gestures, who knew?

Now all in all, this doesn't seem too bad. I mean your all in high school and these crushes will just fade away like any normal crush, and if they can't take a hint then you can just quietly let them down, right?

Wrong.

See, the common reaction to rejecting someone who has feelings for you is anger, sadness, or acceptance. Worse thing someone can do is get upset and physical assault you with a punch or slap, or maybe cry about you being the worst thing on the planet for doing this to them.

But that's the case for your Human companions.

On the other hand, in your case, you're dealing with Monster companions.

Burned alive, torn to pieces, and being used as some horrific blood sacrifice come to your mind immediately. And those were just few of the examples capable of happening.

But before we go any further with explaining the situation were in, let's let our wingman turned player a chance to introduce his 'friends'.

Darkness surrounded a figure that was seated at a bare, metal table.

*Klash*

Suddenly a single line shines down on the table, revealing the figure having a bag over their head.

"Mmmmph! Mmmhp!" came from the figure as they struggled to get out of their newly discovered bindings.

A hand reaches out from the darkness, yanking off the bag.

*Gasp*

Now free from the suffocating bag, the figure takes in much needed air.

"What-Gasp-the hell-Gasp-is your people's problem?!" The figure croaked out.

*Click*Click**Click*

Footsteps, ones with heels the figure noted, were heard.

"You know exactly why you're here human." A deep voice was heard, most likely disguised with a voice changer.

"…I actually have no clue why I'm here exactly." The cuffed figure replied.

*BANG*

A gloved fist slams down the table opposite of the figure, not even flinching from the sudden action.

"Don't try to play games here!" roared the voice. "We know you used an illegal love potion to charm multiple of your fellow students to gain influence over the other ones!"

The glove recedes back into the darkness.

"It's the perfect plan" a second voice joins in, disguised like the first voice , but a little deeper to know the difference.

"Your victims were all popular kids who held sway with most of the school's student body." Continued the voice. "With all of them behind you, any proposition brought before the student body would be decide only by you, completely unopposed I might add."

"….really, that's what you came up with?" the figure deadpanned, clearly not amused by the accusation.

"Yes, yes it is evildoer" A third voice chimes in, whose voice was like the first and second's.

"Now at first, this wouldn't have been seen as a big deal" the voice explained "Mostly likely you would have been just seen as some desperate teen using a last resort to lose their V-card".

"But given your newly given position of power of being our Student body president says otherwise". Droned on the third voice.

"Okay! First of all I never wanted to be the damn president, I somehow got elected due to a misunderstanding!" The figure shouted. "Secondly! My 'victims' affection for me was due to poor choice of words and simple gestures, like giving my opinion on something, which for some reason seen as acts of love instead of just me being a good friend!".

The figure then huffed and sat back in their chair.

Silence then enveloped the room.

After a short while, whispering could be heard.

"…-n't be tru-…"

"…-unded pretty co-…"

"…-be a tra-"

The figure only getting bits and pieces of the conversation going on somewhere in the room.

Then silence again.

*BOOM*

A stack of something hard then landed in front of the figure, this time jumping at the noise.

"Holy roly poly!" the figure screamed.

Calming down quickly to avoid any more suspicion, the figure then leaned in to get a better look at what was placed.

"So what's with all the folders?" the figure questioned. "I hope this isn't some dumb plan to get me to sign some contract on sending money to some prince off in the middle of fucking nowhere."

"Wha- No! These are the folders of your victims, fully documented with all kinds of information." The first voice responded with.

"And coincidently, all of these notes were taken by you personally!" added the second voice.

"Well I have the habit of making profiles of all the people I meet, especially those I consider true friends." The figure shot back. "And just because I have a habit that seems pretty creepy to others doesn't make me an evil mastermind!"

"Habit or not, these notes are far too accurate, almost like you are them in a sense." The third voice stated, intrigued by the info.

The voice continued.

"Their likes and dislikes, favorite hangout spots, how to get along without inducing wrath of some kind, who they hang around with and why, even what kind of blood type if any…the list goes on from there."

The figure then looked off to the side, embarrassed by the voice announcing their notes out loud.

"So here's what's gonna happen here" the first voice stated, drawing the figures attention back.

"We're going to give you a victim's folder and then you're going to explain when and how you met them, and how you 'accidently' made them fall in love with you."

"….." the figure was silent.

"Well?" the first voice droned out. "We can do this all day if we have to".

"…Fine." The figure then muttered out. "You want to know the story from the main source, then you can."

"Excellent"

"Just hand over one of those folders and we can get started with this train wreck."

A gloved hand then reached out and grabbed a folder, placing it in front of the figure.

The figure then used their handcuffed hands to open the blank folder, revealing the contents inside.

"Oh, were starting with them? Alright I guess." The figure shrugged while stating.

The voices then lean in closer to see the name of the first 'victim'.

Revealing them to be none other than….

Author's notes

What's up my peps, AzirMain here to bring my very first fanfic ever.

Now I know I have horrible story telling but please bear with me, I'm not the best when it comes to writing in general.

Now to answer any concerns regarding the story, this will be split into parts with One of the playable characters (Blue/Vicky, Green/Brian, Yellow/Oz, and Red/Amira) and then two of their love interests, though one of them will only get one due to me being lazy to try and make another interest.

Now I don't know much about what the favorite pairings are, and apologize if any are triggered by someone being with someone that isn't that popular. Sorry, but unless someone says otherwise, I'll go with what I think looks cutest and stick them together.

Regarding updates… I can't guarantee a daily update. But I'll try my best to update as soon as possible when I can!

If anyone has any questions that weren't answered you can message me or leave a comment or something for me to look at.

Remember guys, we're all adults here (At least I think so!) and I don't mind if you critize me on how I'm doing or if I seemed to be doing something wrong. I welcome it with open arms so can better myself and help create a better story to be enjoyed by you the readers.

Anyways, I hope you all are having a Good morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night!

This has been AzirMain, signing off!