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    Whoever’s playing, it sounds like someone right above Satoru’s apartment, judging from the clarity and depth of the sound. Someone who plays often, because no one else seems surprised. No one yells for them to shut up. There’s a pause, a short breath in, before they start with a basic set of scales-
    And Satoru freezes-
    Because as Yaga used to say, one can tell a lot about a musician’s ability simply through a run-through of their scales.
    And whoever the hell this is, their scales are the cleanest and most beautiful Satoru’s heard in a very, very long time.

    One and only child prodigy violinist Gojou Satoru has moved into a new apartment with bad ventilation and thin walls. And whoever the pianist is living above him—music ringing loud and clear—has no business being this damn good.

    Seriously, who the hell are they?

    (Hint: It's someone he knows. Someone he thought he'd gotten over, someone he thought he'd never see again. It's Getou Suguru.)

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    27 Aug 2024

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    Bokuto sees him every day, every commute, at the final train. The stranger he only knows as Train Guy. Wrapped in coats, mystery, and distance - that is, until Bokuto breaks their familiar silence. He struggles with the hardest part of befriending someone he thinks he already knows: taking a step back to reevaluate all his assumptions.

    He finds the easiest part is getting to learn about Train Guy all over again.

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    08 Jul 2024

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    A lesson in love is a lesson in swimming. Except for Suguru, it's getting dropped into the deep end with the tide licking at his neck, no kickboard or life preserver keeping him afloat.

    (Or: This is how Satoru finds the ocean.)

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    11 Sep 2023

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    Suguru had been painting the same thing ever since he first picked up a brush. A man with snowy white hair and mesmerizing blue eyes. A man he didn't know, a man he couldn't name, a man who he felt connected to anyway. When one of his paintings captures the attention of the public and of the college physics teacher Gojo Satoru, Suguru will find himself following feelings he can hardly understand. Feelings passed down to him from another lifetime.

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    26 Aug 2023

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    Nakahara Chuuya is beautiful.

    He owns a flower shop. He has a deep, sweet voice, a worn-out leather jacket and azure eyes that glisten under the spring sun.

    “Oi, hang on. Are are you hitting on me?”

    “I could be,” Dazai says, putting the pen down. “Am I allowed to hit on you?”

    [Or: Dazai meets a handsome stranger in a park and decides to write his story.]
    Russian translation: here

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    27 Mar 2023