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Belated You
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Ongoing, First published Jun 22, 2025
Some love stories don't start with fireworks.

Some begin on rainy streets, in quiet cafés, and in the hearts of two people who almost didn't meet.

Yiru lives softly - in the corners of bookshops, in the background of friendships that often forget her. She's tender, observant, and afraid of being remembered for a moment only to be forgotten forever.

Jian once dreamed in music, until grief and growing up made him fall silent. Now he runs a quiet café where melodies are memories, not futures.

When their paths cross - first briefly, then intentionally - something gentle stirs between them: something slow, healing, and almost too fragile to name.

But love has its own rhythm.
Even when it arrives late.
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Closer Than Words

6 parts Ongoing

Some tales of affection aren't loud. They hum softly in the space between heartbeats, in the warmth of a drink left waiting, in the brush of a shoulder on a crowded couch. He is the storm-gray calm the world can't touch, Yet she has always been the quiet exception. She doesn't see the way his gaze softens, The way his silence bends toward her, Until another presence stirs the air between them. But love, real love, often hides in plain sight, In glances that linger too long, in hands that almost reach, In moments that feel like the start of something neither dares to name.