Freen was supposed to confess. Becky was supposed to be hers. But one unexpected "yes" at the wrong time, in the wrong place, to the wrong person breaks everything, they never admitted out loud. Now, the air is thick with silence, the group chat is on fire, and feelings are building into something too loud to stay buried. Secrets. Regret. A countdown neither of them sees coming. And when love finally crashes in, it won't be quiet. It'll be messy, public, and impossible to undo. "Some stories don't begin with a kiss... They begin with a scream in the middle of someone else's happy ending."

Bangkok woke up to traffic, tangled deadlines, and a voice that made even heartbreak sound beautiful. Freen Sarocha lived for the radio. A hopeless romantic hiding behind playlists and early-morning dedications, she spoke about love like it was something waiting around every corner. Rebecca Armstrong, corporate queen of Armstrong Enterprise, Cold, content, determined, didn't believe in love. Not until she started tuning in to Freen Sarocha's morning radio show. Somewhere between the chaos of traffic on the road to her office tower, she fell for a voice she'd never seen - soft, stubborn, and endlessly romantic. Anonymous flowers. Secret notes. Song dedications. And soon an on-air romance started that neither of them saw coming. Freen talked about her mystery admirer live on air, while Rebecca stayed in the shadows. They never exchanged names. Never saw each other's faces. Until the night they agreed to meet......but fate twisted the dial. Freen walked up to the wrong table whereas Rebecca was waiting three tables away. She watched it happen - how the heart can tune into the right frequency, only to find it playing on the wrong station. Because in this city, some signals cross. And some hearts get lost in songs never meant for them. A tangled love story of missed chances, heartbreak, and lost frequencies. Will their hearts finally tune into each other? Let's find out.

These are FreenBecky one-shots romantic, chaotic, and unapologetically delulu. Inspired by real moments, fueled by imagined ones. A look becomes a love story. A missed line becomes a whole breakup. Sometimes soft, sometimes unhinged but always them. It's fiction... with a dash of "what if they actually did?"