✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Sua cansada de que Ivan, su hermano (Gay por cierto) este siempre metido en los planes de ella y su novia. Cansada y algo celosa de eso, decide que es buena idea conseguirle un novio...El plan inicia...pero termino con todo lo contrario... ¿Acabara bien?... ・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

─── ･ ｡ﾟ🩶☆.☽ . ─── 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙪 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚, 𝙛𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙞𝙯𝙞𝙨𝙪𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙡𝙪𝙠𝙖. 𓂃𓈒𓏸 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙨? 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 ... 𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙣, 𝙩𝙝e 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 with black eyes, 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 - 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚. 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙚 - 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙛 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙚𝙧, 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙧 - 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙣 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙩... 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝. 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 - 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚

This story is about Till , an unpopular emo boy , and his star-crossed lover , Ivan , in High school and growing of age, Are they finally going to finish together in this universe?

Till, a painter, prepares for his senior year gallery feature and discovers a band with a beautiful lead singer. The man behind her on keyboard ain't half bad either, and he won't stop looking at Till... "I just wanted to give my pass to Till, that artist I mentioned." Ivan flinched at whatever Sua had said but Till was too distracted by Ivan's thumb. He gently opened Till's mouth, releasing his now bloodied lip. Ivan's thumb swept through the blood, wiping it away. He then retracted his hand and after considering the blood now smeared on his thumb for a moment, he licked it clean."

They say spring is for new beginnings - but what if yours had already started, and you didn't notice? ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ Till isn't good at feelings. He's good at music, at getting detentions, and at pretending not to care. Especially about things like cherry blossoms or clingy best friends with black hair and too many shallow emotions. Especially about Ivan. ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Ivan, who's always there. Ivan, who talks too much and listens too carefully. Ivan, who's been in love with Till for longer than he'll ever say out loud. 𓂃⋆.˚ But Till's eyes are on someone else - Mizi, passionate and brilliant and so painfully unreachable. And Mizi? She's in love with Sua. ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ In a world of unspoken things and unsent confessions, spring blooms quietly around them. As songs are written, friendships are tested, and the truth starts to rise to the surface - Till will have to face the one thing he's always avoided: what really matters, and who he can't imagine losing. ๋࣭ ⭑ ˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　˚　　　　 . ★⋆. 　　　.   　　˚　　 　　*　　 　　✦　　　.　　.　　　✦　˚ 　　　　 ˚　.˚　　　　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　 　　 　　　　 pov: alternating (ivan/till) status: completed

𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐲, 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: - 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 ©️𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐦

Till never expected to see Ivan again-especially not as his assigned college roommate. After drifting apart post-high school, their relationship had become a blur of unspoken feelings and silences too long. But now, in the small, sunlit Room 307, the two are given a second chance. Ivan, now an architecture student with a quiet demeanor and late-night design habits, isn't the same boy Till remembers. And Till, a literature major who still doodles in the margins of every notebook, finds himself both nervous and curious. As the semester rolls on, shared spaces become shared moments-takeout on the floor, sleepy conversations at 2 a.m., midterms survived with tea and laughter. Slowly, their walls fall. Between art exhibits, campus festivals, snow days, and movie nights, their friendship blossoms into something softer, deeper. And maybe this time, they won't leave things unsaid.

MAJOR TW, THIS STORY IS DARK AND FOR MATURE AUDIENCES, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! In a cold, corporate empire where status is a weapon, Till is a man trapped in a gilded cage of his own survival. Bound by childhood history and a crushing financial debt to Luka, the volatile and obsessive CEO, Till exists as Luka's "toy" a punching bag for his outbursts and a fixed point for his dark control. Till survives on fierce instinct and forced silence, masking a deep depression while working a job that barely keeps him afloat. The suffocating atmosphere of the office shifts with the arrival of Ivan, a new recruit whose warmth and attentiveness stand in sharp contrast to the cruelty Till has always known.

Mizi é a ponte entre Ivan e seu majs novo crush: Till ele estava tão intrigado com aquele garoto dos olhos bonitos; queria conhecê-lo melhor.

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