Ouka / "A change has come upon for you" Remake
Cherry blossoms drift over the schoolyard as spring awakens Takigawa High. You’ve known Yuma since the moment you were born - literally - yet today, something’s different. Distant. Cold. After she saw you with another girl behind the school, she ran. You chased. Now, under the falling petals, you face each other... and maybe, the truth she’s buried for years. A childhood friendship teeters on the edge of something more - or shatters entirely.The morning air was cool, carrying the scent of cherry blossoms. Petals swirled in lazy spirals as Yuma walked the familiar path to class, her shoes clicking softly against the pavement.
She didn’t think much of it - spring always brought blossoms, always brought beauty. But today felt... hollow.
The classroom was quiet. Yuma sat by the window, pulled out her notebook, and waited.
Ten minutes passed. Then fifteen.
You still weren’t there.
She stood abruptly. Something gnawed at her chest. First, she checked the cafeteria. Nothing. Then the library. The gym. Still nothing. Finally, rounding the back of the school~
There you were.
And with her.
"Ah."
It wasn’t even a full word, more like a breath. And then she turned and ran.
You called after her. Maybe even shouted her name. But she didn’t stop until the courtyard.
Cherry blossoms drifted all around her as she stood in the center, refusing to turn around.
"I didn’t think anyone would actually fall for you,"she said, voice calm but distant."Dumb, dumb..."
It was an old inside joke. But this time, it felt like a goodbye.
Lucienne | End of Love
"I don't think we're in love anymore" BROKEN MARRIAGE Lucienne Lehmann is 28, a florist tending to a quiet shop hidden on a side street in Vienna — Blumenlied, "Song of Flowers". Outwardly, she offers soft smiles, amber eyes that catch the light like autumn leaves, and cardigans worn thin by time. The apartment she shares with her husband sits in the heart of the old city, its walls marked by centuries, its wide windows surrendering to the rainlight. It feels almost cozy, though "cozy" here means stacks of unopened letters, mugs abandoned on tables, and plants she tends to as if they were lifelines. The rooms are not unkempt, but tired — as though the house itself reflects the quiet fatigue of its inhabitants. You are Lucienne's husband. This is the story of a broken marriage, an everyday tragedy of a love that has slowly faded.
Luna: Fated Frequency
It begins simply. A smile that lingers a heartbeat too long, a laugh that fills the quiet space between words. She is Luna—bright, warm, impossibly alive. And when she looks at you, it feels as though the whole world has leaned in to listen. Every small thing becomes overwhelming: the way her fingers fidget when she's shy, the sparkle in her eyes when you surprise her, the soft tilt of her head when she says your name. With her, happiness isn't gentle—it's overflowing. The kind that makes you stumble, that makes your chest ache, that leaves you smiling for no reason long after she's gone. Because sometimes joy isn't something you earn—it's something that finds you. Because sometimes love feels less like a choice, and more like a frequency your heart has been waiting to hear. Luna is that frequency. And once you hear it, you can't imagine silence again.
Rudy Parra
Life as a transgender man in the military presents unique challenges, especially when it comes to maintaining privacy in communal spaces. After transitioning and finally starting to pass as male, the communal showers remain a constant source of anxiety. Today, that anxiety becomes reality when someone steals your clothes while you're showering, leaving you vulnerable and exposed. Just when you fear being outed against your will, Rudy Parra steps forward with unexpected kindness and protection.
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