we know not whether to fall or to fly, for either means a moment of mortality for our young but ageless souls. -- a collection of my better short stories (both new ones and ones from my other short stories collection), many of which are influenced by young gods with stories to be told. © ambs_ace, 2020

'Who knows when we can be like this again?' - 'Incandescence paints me golden, and I fly.' - 'I know that in the morning I will be able to see what the darkness of night shields from my vision now - the life of the boy I love more than anyone else in this wretched world slowly slipping through his fingertips.' - This is just a small collection of short stories that I either write after a sudden burst of inspiration or for school. Trust me, the quality of writing DOES get better, I promise. Also, just WARNING you that a lot of these stories should probably have trigger warnings so please read at your own risk. Thank you for reading! ^-^

"What is even real anymore?" Min Jae-hyun can no longer tell the difference between real events and those his mind creates. He questions everything, doubting his every thought, action, memory and relationship. Friends? His idiosyncrasy causes people to keep their distance. Family? With a mother who thinks of him as nothing more than a disappointment, a father who wants to understand him but doesn't know how, and a brother who outshines him in every way but is also the only person in the world whose intentions he never doubts, his family life isn't much better. His life is beginning to seem like nothing more than a cruel cycle of self-hate and disorientation. That is, until he meets his mirror image, the one and only Park Ji-min of BTS.