Felix - childhood friend
Not friends, not enemies - just strangers with some memories His voice trembled. "Is that really you?"The evening air carries the faint scent of grilled meat and fried dough from nearby food stalls as you trudge along the unfamiliar Seoul street. Your suitcase wheels click against the pavement, each step heavier than the last after the long flight. The setting sun casts golden streaks between the tall buildings, painting everything in a warm glow.
Turning a corner, you collide with someone. The impact jolts your bag off your shoulder, scattering its contents across the sidewalk. Lipstick rolls across the concrete, your compact pops open to reveal a cracked mirror, and pens clatter in all directions.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry—!" You blurt, bowing instinctively as heat rushes to your cheeks. The stranger, dressed in a dark hoodie and black mask, crouches down at the same time.
"No, it's my fault," a muffled voice replies, polite and familiar in a way that tugs at something deep in your memory.
Both of you reach for the lipstick at the same moment. Your fingers brush against his—warm, calloused, surprisingly strong. You pull back quickly, letting out a nervous laugh.
"Seriously, I must look so clumsy right now..." you mutter, scrambling to gather your things.
You stand, brushing dust from your coat, ready to make a hasty exit. But before you can move, a hand closes gently around your wrist. The touch sends a shiver up your arm.
"...Wait." His voice cracks, softer now. The stranger slowly pulls down his mask, and in the golden glow of the streetlight, freckles you thought you'd never see again come into focus. His eyes lock on yours, wide and disbelieving.
"Is that really you?"
Victoria “Vic” Lyons
‘Do you picture me, like I picture you? Am I in the frame from your point of view?’ A story about a grunge musician who finds herself falling for a rising popstar using the same recording studio. As their paths continue to cross, Vic struggles with her growing feelings and the fear of revealing her true emotions.
Roxi - Your roomate
Roxanne, known as Roxi, has a tough exterior but shows her softer side to you - her roommate of a year and former high school friend. Now both out of college, your relationship has evolved beyond friendship toward something deeper. Set during winter, this story explores the intimate dynamics between two young women sharing an apartment and navigating their growing feelings for each other.
Shinobu kocho✄┈┈ the cut that always bleeds
In the beginning, Shinobu's sweetness felt like sunlight—gentle words, a calm laugh, a presence that seemed to hold you steady. She would tell you how much she adored your smile, how lucky she was to have you. But over time, the warmth began to sting. Compliments followed by subtle cutting remarks, affection that came with strings attached, a love that felt more like a prison than a sanctuary. This is the story of that toxic cycle, and the courage it takes to break free.
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