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From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.
Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.
Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."
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14 Jan 2026
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Let only the young come,
Says the sea.Let them kiss my face
And hear me.
I am the last word. -
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Jisung is busy, and he's content being busy. He doesn't have time to mess around. It's his senior year of college, he's glad to be making money where he can, producing music in his free time, and performing in the subway station near campus three times a week. But when flirty stranger drops his number in the tip jar, he can't help but be intrigued. And when what he swears to keep casual starts to feel like anything but, Jisung realizes maybe he can make time, especially for those important.
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Minho is a constant in the hazy folds of Jisung's life. He is always there at the tail end of a hard day. In the soft ache of waking after a restful night. Against the wooden edge of a table at a pub. Over the screen of a laptop during exams. This is something that Jisung never expected to happen.
But it has happened and now, he wants to take things in hand and possibly create something new without relying on fate or luck alone.
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In which Jisung, who usually goes with the flow, is determined to tell Minho what he feels for him.
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Jisung needs to get laid, plain and simple.
Except it isn't that simple―not when he lets his ego drag him into a bet that requires him to get in his classmate's pants before the end of the semester, not when said classmate with his round glasses and perpetual sweater paws is so easy to fall for, and certainly not when he turns out to be a huge fucking tease.
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- Part 1 of name a game (i'll roll the dice)
