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The world was unusually still. The street stretched before him, lit by lampposts that buzzed faintly in the silence. Rows of shops lined the road, their windows glowing softly, but not a single soul walked by. Not even the sound of footsteps in the distance.
He realized then that he was sitting on a bench he didn’t remember lying on. “Did I… fall asleep here?” His voice sounded too loud in the emptiness. His head felt foggy, as though he’d dozed off after an exhausting day. But if that were true, why did everything feel so… hollow?
“Boo!”
Noah nearly leapt off the bench. A figure jumped out from behind a tall dustbin, laughing so hard he had to bend over, practically wheezing in delight.
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Or in a world where time has stopped at 11:58 PM, Noah follows Yejun through an empty yet familiar town, guided with his mischief and smile. Each step brings him closer to a truth he isn’t ready to face
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“You know, the offer still stands.”
Bamby didn’t even look at him. “Die.”
The day after, they were at the cafeteria line. Eunho pointed at the dessert tray. “Chocolate pudding… or kiss practice? Tough choice, Bamby.”
“Pudding,” Bamby said flatly, grabbing the tray and walking away.
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Or Do Eunho is famously known for his legendary kisses while Chae Bamby, his best friends is simply done with his shit but when offered to experience the said rumor himself, he promised it was simply out of curiosity and to prove it wrong. Nothing more.
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"Welcome," he said, voice steady. "What can I get you?"
Noah hummed, tilting his head slightly as he shifted his gaze from the menu to the man behind the counter, examining Yejun instead.
Blue hair, deep violet eyes, and a face that looked like it belonged on a magazine cover rather than behind a cafe counter.
Yejun could see the moment his eyes sparkled in something he didn't wish to know.
"Are you on the menu?" Noah asked, leaning on the counter with a playful smirk.
Yejun blinked once. Then twice.
"No," he deadpanned. "Try again."
Noah grinned, clearly pleased. "Alright, alright. I'll take an iced americano and your number, if you’re feeling generous."
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When Noah's favourite go-to cafe had closed for good and he was forced to look for a new one, fate brought him to Yejun; a barista who wanted to have nothing to do with him. Through the slice of life of their daily banter and shenanigans, will their feelings grow to something more than barista-customer relationship?
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In the underworld, survival is a game of power, strategy, and blood.
Bamby is fast, unpredictable, and impossible to control. He thrives in chaos.
Eunho is calculated, efficient, a master of precision.The mafia relied on their skills, but their constant bickering? That was just a headache for everyone.
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"You say that about all your parts, and guess what? They always turn out fine."
Bamby huffed, shifting in his seat. "This time, I mean it. It’s too flat. It’s missing something."
Eunho tilted his head. "Missing what, exactly?"
"If I knew, we wouldn’t be having this conversation."
A chuckle rumbled from Eunho’s chest as he set the pen down and stretched. "So what? You're dragging me into your suffering so I can fix it for you?"
Bamby pursed his lips, looking off to the side. "…Stay back with me and help me re-record it."