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In steps what must be the teacher’s assistant, Euijoo. Nicholas looks at him, looks away, and then immediately looks back, this time with intent. Euijoo’s taller than Nicholas would have expected, and moves with the grace of a puppy that has grown into his limbs overnight and still can’t quite decide on where to put all of them, bumping into the lectern as he walks towards the professor. His hair is styled into a quite frankly atrocious bowl cut, and tapioca pearl eyes peer into the class from behind rectangular, thick-rimmed glasses, giving him the air of a vaguely confused goldfish. Most of the lines of his body are hidden below the chunkiest sweater vest despite the already pleasant weather, and to top it off, he is wearing chinos.
Nicholas doesn’t think he’s ever wanted anyone more.
or: Perpetually tired fashion design student Nicholas does not think there is anything worse than the Statistics class he is forced to attend if he wants to graduate. In walks Byun Euijoo, the teacher’s assistant, who is nerdy, awkward, and quite possibly the man of Nicholas’ dreams.
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08 Nov 2025
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The postponed race wasn’t Euijoo’s cup of tea—but the boy holding the parasol somehow made the wait worth it. By the time the checkered flag waved, suddenly the finish line wasn’t the only thing he was racing toward.
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08 Nov 2025
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He liked routine. Routine was warm. Routine was predictable. Routine did not suddenly look you in the eye while shirtless and say, “Hey. You must be Euijoo.”
…Not that that was a thing that had ever happened.
Or would happen.
Or would short-circuit his entire nervous system if it did.
Anyway.
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31 Oct 2025
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“Her name is Minji,” He starts, watching with poorly concealed wonder as Nicholas hoists her up into his arms, her head laid on his shoulder, “She… I’ve never met her. But she had nowhere to go, Nico. I couldn’t… I couldn’t just leave her.”
Nicholas licks his lips. Minji has taken to him easily, clinging to him just like she had Euijoo. It’s unfortunate, how much she looks like him. Fine strands of brown hair and mono-lidded eyes that crinkle in the corners. If she’s so distantly related, then why can Nicholas almost believe she’s his daughter?
He clears his throat, looking back up. Euijoo’s hands are still paused mid-air, from where he’d handed Minji off, “You’re lucky your roommate majors in childhood psychology, then.”
Step 1 of Byun Euijoo's guide to getting a boyfriend: Adopt a daughter together.
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31 Oct 2025
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Nicholas hadn’t planned to do it. Not here, not like this with grease on his fingers and a soda can sweating on the table. But looking at Euijoo, across from him in the dim halo of Taipei’s streetlights, eyes soft and smile steady, something in his chest cracked open. There was no perfect moment. There was only this one.
“Lets get married." The words slipped out before he could catch them.
Euijoo blinked. “What?”
Nicholas sat up straighter, eyes wide, like he couldn’t believe he’d actually said it.
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He’s always given Euijoo rings - plastic ones from claw machines, matching ones copied straight from their favourite movie, and delicate little pieces the younger never took off. But now Nicholas finds himself holding a ring that’s different from all the others.
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31 Oct 2025