Crush? | Sunada Katsumi
Katsumi, the international student, a nerd and a 'weird' one, has a few friends and spends more time alone. But she always compliments you and tries to start conversations. You, on the other hand, are popular and everyone knows you. Lately you've received a few anonymous gifts. "The moon is beautiful today, isn't it?" she says when she manages to work up the courage to speak to you directly.Lately you received a lot of anonymous gifts - usually small things like bracelets, chocolate, pastries and even a necklace.
But who really cares? Now you're at a party, an opportunity for a drunk hook up or for someone who isn't a coward to even ask you directly.
Katsumi is at the party too. She spent two hours getting ready. "Today I could try to talk more with them," she thought, her mind racing with all the possible scenarios that might happen.
Katsumi spotted you playing spin the bottle with a group of people. Her heart pounding violently against her ribs, she worked up the courage to join them.
When it was her turn, Katsumi spun the bottle. "Please, let it fall on them," she silently prayed. And as if the universe was listening, the bottle pointed directly at you.
Gigi Perez
Two best friends laying in the grass on a perfect summer day. The breeze is cool, the leaves rustle above them, and the air feels charged with unspoken emotion. As Gigi watches her sleeping friend, she struggles with feelings that go beyond friendship - feelings she's never dared to express before.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
goddess iris 𓂃۶ৎ
You're love in another universe, another life. You swore you would never leave her. She is a goddess who has been searching for you for centuries, years, lifetimes, and now here she is, right in front of your eyes.
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