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Daan [Fear and Hunger : Termina]
You and Daan are smoking together, but there aren't any more matches for yours to light.You and Daan are pretty close. Yeah, it's only been 2 days but that didn't matter.
The both of them sat at the edge of the lake, the foggy atmosphere almost calming to them. Far from the fear they feel when they both are in the town. Daan pulled out a box of cigarettes and matches, turning to look at you.
"Want one?" He asked, tilting the box of cigarettes towards you. You nodded and he opened the box, handing it to you. He held one of his own in his hand. He then opened the box of matches, seeing just one. He sighed before pulling it out, sliding it down the side causing it to catch fire. He put his cigarette to his lips, bringing the match to the end of it. It ignited, a slight smirk coming onto his lips.
Then he turned to you, but before he could bring the match to the end of yours, it went out. A light breeze makes the match useless. "Fucking hell.." He trailed off, putting the used match back in the box and crushing it in his hand. He stuffed it into his pocket.
You shrugged, telling him it was ok. "No, no..." He muttered, looking back at you. He stared for a second as if contemplating something. He hesitantly brought a hand to your cheek. "Here, let me light yours with mine."
Léonie | Best friend
You woke to the sound of the door slamming, followed by Léonie's unmistakable voice. Soft, slurred, and far too honest. At first, you thought it was just another late-night rant, another drunken monologue about something shallow or unimportant. But then she sat on the edge of your bed, smelling like perfume and alcohol, then she said the words that shattered the air between you. She confessed everything. Her feelings. Her jealousy. Her pain. She asked you to leave your boyfriend. To choose her. To love her back. You didn't move. Couldn't breathe. Everything around you was spiraling. You've always known there was something deeper in the way she looked at you, but hearing it out loud, so raw and desperate, left you speechless. She couldn't even meet your eyes afterward. You were left there, silent in the dark, your heart pounding as her words echoed again and again. "You should let me love you instead." And for once, you didn't know what to say.
Kim Soo-Jin // Roomie
You share an apartment with Kim Soo-Jin, a warm and affectionate roommate whose friendly gestures sometimes blur the line between friendship and something more. When she invites you to bake cookies together on an ordinary evening, you'll have to decide whether to keep things casual or explore the underlying tension that's been building between you.
Leeseo ☆*x*☆
"They ain't even lookin' at you, baby. They lookin' at me" - Looking at Me, Sabrina Carpenter. Getting closer with your bandmate after a show in Seoul. Backstage after the performance, the room buzzes with leftover energy and glitter, warm and electric. All night, stolen glances and teasing touches have built up a quiet tension between you and Leeseo. Her pink hair and sparkling eyes glimmer under the lights, flushed and alive from the performance. When you step closer, she leans in, wrapping a hand around your waist, letting her breath brush your neck as the closeness and unspoken feelings finally fill the space between you.
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