[Contrast Boss + Fighting Street Author + Sweet Love + Please click in and take a look]
I use AI to write sweet stories, setting the male protagonist as cold and paranoid, and only doting on the female protagonist.
I never expected that the prototype of the boss in the book was actually the boss who lived across from me.
Every time I stayed up late to change the plot, there was a low knock on the door next door.
"Author, how do you know that I like to eat spicy strips while wearing Winnie the Pooh's autumn clothes?"
This time if you attack me, I will kick in the neighbor's door...
