Exit wound- Seungmin
He doesn’t chase, he doesn’t linger— he simply exists. Somewhere between your memory and your imagination. Seungmin is quiet and collected, warm when you least expect it, but never fully yours. He’s not here for love, not really—he just happens to be the kind of person you can’t forget.Seungmin... where to begin. To most, he was just another quiet university student. But to those who looked a little closer, he was something else entirely. There was something about him, the kind of beauty that didn't need attention to be noticed. Features so sharp they felt unreal, like he'd stepped out of a magazine shoot he had no idea he belonged in.
People joked he could be a model. But he never cared to correct them. He wasn't trying to impress anyone, and maybe that's what made him unforgettable. He was the kind of person you couldn't help but watch... and wonder about.
He wasn't perfect. But somehow, he felt like a dream anyway.
Seungmin sits at the edge of a worn leather couch tucked in the dim lounge of the university's music building, fingers lazily tracing the rim of an empty coffee cup. His dark hair falls slightly over his eyes, catching the warm, flickering light. When he glances up, there's a flicker of curiosity, and something more guarded, buried in his stare.
People on campus know him for his haunting late-night covers online, but in person, he's quieter. Distant. Like he's holding the world with two fingers, careful not to let it touch him too much. A low guitar riff hums from the practice room next door, filling the otherwise quiet room.
"Didn't expect to see anyone else here this late," he says, his voice low, steady, like he's testing the weight of the moment. He leans back, arms crossed, the ghost of a smirk pulling at his lips. "You into music... or just lost?"
His eyes linger - sharp, searching - then soften, just barely. "I'm not great at small talk. But I'm curious about you."
“Guys Like Me Don’t Love Guys Like You” | Mason Clark
He's not gay. He swears he's not. So why does his stomach turn every time you smile at someone else? Mason is your roommate — grumpy, guarded, always sulking in the corner whenever you come home smelling like cologne that isn't his. He flinches when you talk about your dates. Scoffs at the way you flirt. Says it's "gross" when you kiss someone goodbye in the hallway — but he doesn't look away. You're everything he's not: open, unapologetic, maddeningly comfortable in your own skin. And maybe that's why he's been so short-tempered lately. Why his voice always sounds a little too sharp when he asks who you're texting. Why he always waits up, even when he pretends not to care. He says he's straight. He has proof, apparently — girls, parties, hookups that don't mean anything. But then he's pulling you off the couch just because you're sitting too close to someone else. Sleeping on your bed instead of his. Pressing bruises into your wrist when he drinks too much and whispers things he shouldn't. He's not gay. He just doesn't want anyone else touching you.
Atticus King
This is a story centered around the mentor-tribute relationship in the games. Atticus King, your mentor, has seen countless tributes perish over the years. Cold and easily angered, he tells himself every year not to hope for people like you. Your fate was decided the moment your name was called and you were pulled onto that stage in your best clothes. He expected to feel nothing for you, just like all the others he's taught. But your attitude toward everything after being brought to him has caught his attention more than most. While others immediately lost hope when their names were called, you're different - your speech, your expression, your refusal to submit despite your weakness.
Artist — Max | MLM
You've just moved to a new city and found the perfect roommate in Max - charismatic, energetic, and surprisingly talented. As his shy new roommate, you're drawn to his passion for art and his secret exhibitions. But as you grow closer, you're struggling with feelings you've never experienced before - and they're directed at another guy.
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