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A voice kept finding its way into his head, telling him: Do something. Do Something. DO SOMETHING.
The wind picked up, blowing the pages of his sketchbook array. Till let the papers scatter and flip, as if the wind itself had something it needed to find. Until the air abruptly stilled, brushing over one last page before settling, where it landed on a drawing of Mizi–the last image of her engrained behind his eyelids. The footage they replayed every year on the anniversary of the tragedy. Mizi faced away from the camera, back turned towards the auditorium engulfed in the flames she caused; her emotions–hatred, sadness… love–set ablaze.
Till had to do something, for the sake of his family.
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- Part 2 of What’s Born Of The Ashes
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“Sometimes, I can't tell if you have anything in your head besides Mizi and music.”
Burying the twinge of guilty conscience beneath his typical bad attitude, Till sneered. “Well, how is Ivan any different? He has no room for anything else in his brain besides pissing people off and the piano he loves so much.”
Hyuna’s action of drumming her fingers on the table froze, raising her gaze to stare at him in dumbfounded silence.
“What?”
Till shifted side-to-side, uncomfortable with her reaction. Did he say something wrong?
“Why are you looking at me like that?”“You think Ivan loves... the piano?”
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At the Anakt Performing Arts Academy, Sua and Mizi are classmates in their third year and final year, while Ivan and Till are a grade below them.
Yet, between school gossip, band gigs, a distaste for Shakespeare, a shitty father and an absent one, bouquets, KakaoTalk, sneaking out to smoke cigarettes, and a whole lot of pining, they might just end up falling in love, too.
Written for IvanTill Week 2024, one chapter for each day. (With some Mizisua. As a treat.)
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Till is a phenomenon, a famous actor, a living legend. When the new movie he is starring in has a global press tour, Till needs a translator to get him across the world and make sure his words are heard. And there is nobody more fit for this job than his close friend Ivan, a polyglot who is also the screenwriter of the movie.
In a whirlwind of tangled words, things always get lost in translation. But feelings? They are not so easy to hide behind the boundaries of language.Series
- Part 1 of Hollywood AU
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His eyes travelled around the familiar features–just older, but the same; thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, and that tooth, peeking over his lip even though his mouth was closed. Till’s chest heaved, and he pulled off his gloves so that his shaking hands could cradle the face, thumbing underneath tired eyes.
This had to be a dream, and he was going to wake up soon–any second now. But time only stretched on, and he was still there in that downpour, hovered over his unconscious body.
“Ivan?” Till squeaked out–a name he hadn’t said aloud in nine years. To anyone else he was always that guy, that brat, that… feeling I didn’t understand until you were gone.
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Or: While scavenging in the wreckage of a plane crash, Till clashes with a Guard, and comes face to face with Ivan. The real Ivan; the man he thought died in an act of sacrifice, and proceeded to haunt him for years afterwards.
This story is now available in Russian, translated by Tsukimi_77
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- Part 1 of What’s Born Of The Ashes