Smut · Ongoing
Do you know why I was never caught when I did other people's homework? It's because I would perfectly mimic their handwriting. Now, I've taken that skill and used it to imitate your unique script, crafting a love letter for myself. It's a secret confession, a silent yearning penned in a hand that isn't truly mine, yet speaks of a love that is. For the other protagonist, a profound realization dawns: he learns for the first time that the overwhelming sensation, akin to choking on smoke, can actually be the stirring of a heart falling in love. This poignant short story explores the complex dynamics between a pragmatic individual who values money above all else (the uke) and a passionate soul who falls deeply in love at first sight (the seme).
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