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“Didn’t it rain earlier?” the stranger asks, nearly scaring him to death.
When Shouyou doesn’t answer, he adds, “Hey, idiot. Did you have an umbrella?”
That snaps him out of his trance. His voice comes out as a surprised squawk. “What did you call me?” he asks, “Do I know you?”
The elevator dings open after he asks his question. The stranger’s eyes flash upwards in a moment of surprise before he breezily walks past him and boards the elevator.
“Maybe,” is all the stranger has to offer.
or: They meet for the first time, three times.
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Somewhere along the years of being best friends, Hajime had given his heart to him.
or: In his third year of high school, Iwaizumi Hajime learns a little more about love, and what it can do for a person.
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Ryuunosuke and Atsushi take the same train to school, Wednesdays to Saturdays. They never acknowledge the other after the first meeting, nor do they have any desire to.
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They meet in Professor Takeda's Basic Calculus class.
or; Kei meets a certain Yamaguchi Tadashi, and he can't put a thumb on why he seems so familiar. -
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"The Soul Stone, you see, has a certain wisdom about it. To take possession of it, you must lose that which you love. A soul — for a soul."
Steve turns the compass over in his hands.
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Xiao looked up at the sign and crossed his arms, eyebrows furrowing. "A tattoo parlor?" he questioned skeptically. He knew that Venti had a few tattoos, which were sometimes visible depending on what he was wearing. Xiao, however, had never been interested in getting one.
"Just hear me out," Venti began before Xiao could object further.
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03 Jun 2026
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Lohen has one goal in life: to see how many shades of pink Mika can turn before he runs out of names for them.
Rose. Peony. Cherry blossom. Crimson.
Every stolen notebook, every whispered tease, every time he stands too close—the color deepens. It's Lohen's favorite game.
Until Mika starts giving it right back.
Or: Lohen came for the blush and stayed for the boy behind it.
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31 May 2026
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Lohen has never been interested in anything but the next fight—until a shy cartographer with shaking hands and a talent for maps sits beside him on a training ground bench and asks if the seat is taken, something shifts.
Through training yards and frozen wastes, shared tents and stolen moments, their friendship deepens into something neither expected.
Lohen has spent his life holding everyone at arm's length. Mika might be the only one worth reaching for.
Or: the one where the sharp, sarcastic knight falls first—and harder than anyone ever expected.
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31 May 2026
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“You’re upset,” Cyno realizes, almost sounding amazed. It’s quite astute of his Mahamatra, maybe the man can tell Kaveh, and Tighnari, and the rest of Sumeru about it. “What did I– wait, where are you going?”
“To work, obviously,” Alhaitham drawls, without looking back. “Go enjoy your plans.”
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Alhaitham struggles with work-life balance in his new role.
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25 May 2026
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“Finally,” Cyno says. Alhaitham raises an eyebrow, but does not speak. It’s not really a surprise. It’s a rare beast indeed that manages to get the drop on the General Mahamatra (or Cyno, or the Wolf of Spantamad, or the Judicator of Secrets, or any of the thousands of things he’s been called over the years, as if to name a thing is to define it), and Alhaitham is nothing so unique. He is but a feeble scholar, after all.
“Your thoughts are so loud,” Cyno adds. Alhaitham looks down at him as he steps closer, closer, all the way until they stand side-by-side. There is a space between them that Alhaitham only knows how to define as the absence of touch; he’s so aware of Cyno’s presence, his skin prickling with Cyno’s errant warmth, that if he could not see the small distance between them, he wouldn’t believe it there at all.
“They only seem loud relative to the dearth found in others,” Alhaitham retorts.
It’s probably for the best Dehya can’t see him now, Alhaitham decides, because he knows exactly the expression she would be making at the way his eyes always gravitate towards Cyno’s hands.
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25 May 2026