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One night I was bored in bed and stalked you on the internet... it's feminine intuition.
Lia wasn't looking for anything.
She was just passing time, posting a few photos on Threads she didn't think would matter until they did.
The attention came fast. Messages piled up, most of them forgettable, easy to ignore.
Until one wasn't.
Dani Dizon.
He didn't try too hard. Didn't rush. Didn't say anything that demanded her attention.
So instead of replying, she looked.
Scrolled.
Stayed a little longer than she meant to.
'Cause I always had a vision of us standing like this.
She told herself it was nothing.
Until he messaged again-
and this time, she answered.
What started as a simple exchange became something steady. Conversations that lingered, calls that stretched, moments that felt effortless.
Somewhere between Cebu, Manila, and Japan, distance stopped feeling like distance.
And without realizing when it changed,
Lia found herself in something real-
not quite defined,
not fully certain,
but impossible to ignore.