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'I just mean,' Nicholas starts, then looks away like he’s nervous. He has this badly disguised, kicked-kitten expression that Euijoo remembers from when they were younger, when he used to think to himself, I can’t believe there are people scared of him at school. 'All those years alone? So lonely, Juju! Not even any flings—'
'No,' says Euijoo through his teeth, frustrated and humiliated and mostly a little starved. 'There’s no one. Not since—' And then he swallows his own tongue.
Those strange, wonderful, inseparably close teenage years; the freedom in inevitably drifting apart; and the ache of the aftermath.
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10 Apr 2026
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wtf I’m actually sobbing this is so beautiful
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“I think the kids might be a little… you know… scared of him.”
Fuma raised an eyebrow. “Which ones?”
Euijoo froze. “...I’m sorry?”
“Which kids do you think are scared of Nicholas? Did any of them mention something to you?”
“It’s not that they mentioned anything per se.”
“Are any of them acting differently around him?”
“Well… no.”
Fuma blinked a few times, waiting for Euijoo to elaborate or offer up some sort of actual explanation then. He didn’t – just stood there with his arms crossed too tightly across his chest to be casual, one of his hike-worn sneakers thumping an offbeat rhythm against the wooden floor.
Fuma’s eyebrows pulled together slowly. “Then I don’t follow.”
“Fine, it’s me, okay? He scares me.”
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Wherein Euijoo is a camp counselor tasked with training one of the new hires – a guy with sleepy eyes and a perpetual i’ll-kill-you stare.
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Fuma tapped a business card against the counter. Cream stock, embossed lettering. "I need someone discreet."
K wiped his inky hands on his jeans. The card said *Murata Holdings* with a downtown address. "For copying?"
"To keep house."
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06 Apr 2026
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Euijoo reached out, absentmindedly rolling up the ends of Nico’s sleeves.
“You always do this,” he murmured.
“Do what?” Nico asked.
“Forget you’re allowed to take up space.”
Nico stayed still, frozen even, heart pounding in his ears- looking directly into Euijoo’s eyes and an unfamiliar thought crossed his mind. One that he was scared to address aloud but he could feel it all too real, too deep and before he knew, he was already drowning.or: Between tutoring sessions, lingering touches, comforting hugs and quiet tears something much deeper than either of them expected begins to bloom.
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26 Mar 2026
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Nicholas forces himself to look down at his lap. Vertigo hits him quick and hard. His hands are—not his hands. They’re thin, tapered, a couple shades darker. He blinks a few times. His brain tells them to move and then they do. No delay. He looks at them, clenching and relaxing: bone, muscle, sinew, tendon, skin. All under his control.
These are Euijoo’s hands. They shake a little. He has to swallow a scream.
On the first day of summer, Nicholas wakes up inside Euijoo's body.
Bookmarked by euijoostan
14 Mar 2026