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👤 t.me/lyonaela + Agha!
👤 T.me/Senayam + Jorrico.
👤 t.me/leedskyung sheraia
👤 T.me/usilf + jace
👤 t.me/nnorthway abimanyu
👤 t.me/waveey melkvan
👤 t.me/Iongisland + Aeron
👤 t.me/freaketera cedric
👤 t.me/shoreis adrian
👤 t.me/sieunsm kavi
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👤 t.me/lyonaela + Agha!
👤 T.me/Senayam + Jorrico.
👤 t.me/leedskyung sheraia
👤 T.me/usilf + jace
👤 t.me/nnorthway abimanyu
👤 t.me/waveey melkvan
👤 t.me/Iongisland + Aeron
👤 t.me/freaketera cedric
👤 t.me/shoreis adrian
👤 t.me/sieunsm kavi
👥 10 people of 10 have voted so far.
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How t.me/lyonaela Fell in Love with @LesungE
Yona didn’t believe in coincidence. Agha was starting to feel like one she kept running into anyway. It happened again outside the library. Same time. Same silence.
Agha: “You’re always here.”
Yona: “So are you.”
Agha shrugged.
Agha: “I study.”
Yona looked at his book.
Yona: “You haven’t turned a page in ten minutes.”
Agha paused, then looked at her.
Agha: “Are you watching me or studying here?”
Yona: “Both.”
A moment of silence passed and for some reason, neither of them left.
Yona didn’t believe in coincidence. Agha was starting to feel like one she kept running into anyway. It happened again outside the library. Same time. Same silence.
Agha: “You’re always here.”
Yona: “So are you.”
Agha shrugged.
Agha: “I study.”
Yona looked at his book.
Yona: “You haven’t turned a page in ten minutes.”
Agha paused, then looked at her.
Agha: “Are you watching me or studying here?”
Yona: “Both.”
A moment of silence passed and for some reason, neither of them left.
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How t.me/Senayam Fell in Love with @Dominantce
Nadhira didn’t notice when Jorrico started becoming part of her routine. Same café. Same corner table. Same quiet presence that somehow always felt a little too close.
One day, he looked up at her.
Jorrico: “You’re here again.”
Nadhira: “So are you.”
He leaned back slightly.
Jorrico: “You always come at the same time.”
Nadhira shrugged.
Nadhira: “And you always notice.”
A short silence.
Then Jorrico looked at her properly.
Jorrico: “Why do you always sit here?”
Nadhira smiled a little.
Nadhira: “Because you’re here.”
That made him pause. Not a big reaction. Just a small shift like something in his routine had changed shape and for the first time, Jorrico didn’t look away first.
Nadhira didn’t notice when Jorrico started becoming part of her routine. Same café. Same corner table. Same quiet presence that somehow always felt a little too close.
One day, he looked up at her.
Jorrico: “You’re here again.”
Nadhira: “So are you.”
He leaned back slightly.
Jorrico: “You always come at the same time.”
Nadhira shrugged.
Nadhira: “And you always notice.”
A short silence.
Then Jorrico looked at her properly.
Jorrico: “Why do you always sit here?”
Nadhira smiled a little.
Nadhira: “Because you’re here.”
That made him pause. Not a big reaction. Just a small shift like something in his routine had changed shape and for the first time, Jorrico didn’t look away first.
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How t.me/leedskyung Fell in Love with @Leezhaechan
Sheraia didn’t think Hafeez was easy to read. That was exactly why she kept reading him anyway. He always sat a little apart from everyone else, like distance was part of his personality. One afternoon, she slid into the seat across from him without asking.
Hafeez: “You like ignoring personal space?”
Sheraia: “Only yours.”
That made him look up. Just for a second. He exhaled through his nose, like he almost smiled but refused to admit it.
Hafeez: “You talk too much.”
Sheraia tilted her head.
Sheraia: “And you talk too little. We balance.”
A pause. Hafeez glanced at her coffee, then back at her face.
Hafeez: “You always sit here?”
Sheraia: “Not always.”
She leaned in slightly.
Sheraia: “Only when you’re here.”
And for the first time, Hafeez didn’t ask her to leave.
Sheraia didn’t think Hafeez was easy to read. That was exactly why she kept reading him anyway. He always sat a little apart from everyone else, like distance was part of his personality. One afternoon, she slid into the seat across from him without asking.
Hafeez: “You like ignoring personal space?”
Sheraia: “Only yours.”
That made him look up. Just for a second. He exhaled through his nose, like he almost smiled but refused to admit it.
Hafeez: “You talk too much.”
Sheraia tilted her head.
Sheraia: “And you talk too little. We balance.”
A pause. Hafeez glanced at her coffee, then back at her face.
Hafeez: “You always sit here?”
Sheraia: “Not always.”
She leaned in slightly.
Sheraia: “Only when you’re here.”
And for the first time, Hafeez didn’t ask her to leave.
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How t.me/usilf Fell in Love with @unnpad
Shawn didn’t expect to see Jace again. Especially not standing outside his favorite convenience store like he still had every right to be there.
Jace looked at him first.
Jace: “You still buy this trash coffee?”
Shawn blinked.
Shawn: “You still talk like I care?”
Jace smirked a little, holding up the same brand of cheap instant coffee Shawn used to hate.
Jace: “You used to buy me this.”
That made Shawn pause. Not because it was deep. Because it was annoying how easily Jace remembered things he pretended to forget.
Shawn: “That was a mistake.”
Jace leaned closer slightly.
Jace: “Or a habit.”
A beat of silence.
Shawn clicked his tongue.
Shawn: “You’re still annoying.”
Jace: “And you’re still here.”
And somehow… that felt like both of them losing the argument on purpose.
Shawn didn’t expect to see Jace again. Especially not standing outside his favorite convenience store like he still had every right to be there.
Jace looked at him first.
Jace: “You still buy this trash coffee?”
Shawn blinked.
Shawn: “You still talk like I care?”
Jace smirked a little, holding up the same brand of cheap instant coffee Shawn used to hate.
Jace: “You used to buy me this.”
That made Shawn pause. Not because it was deep. Because it was annoying how easily Jace remembered things he pretended to forget.
Shawn: “That was a mistake.”
Jace leaned closer slightly.
Jace: “Or a habit.”
A beat of silence.
Shawn clicked his tongue.
Shawn: “You’re still annoying.”
Jace: “And you’re still here.”
And somehow… that felt like both of them losing the argument on purpose.
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How t.me/nnorthway Fell in Love with @mclamrenn
Eliel only started noticing Abimanyu when something small went wrong. Him phone died on campus, and he was stuck outside the gate looking annoyed.
A voice came from behind him.
Abimanyu: “Power bank?”
Eliel turned.
Eliel: “Do I look like I carry one?”
He handed hers without much expression.
Abimanyu: “You do now.”
Eliel blinked.
Eliel: “You just carry extras for strangers?”
Abimanyu: “Not strangers. People stuck outside the gate.”
That made him pause. He plugged him phone in, still watching him.
A few minutes passed.
Eliel: “You always help random people like this?”
Abimanyu shrugged.
Abimanyu: “Only when I notice.”
Eliel smirked a little.
Eliel: “So you’re observant.”
Abimanyu glanced at him briefly.
Abimanyu: “No. Just not blind.”
That got a small laugh out of him.
And somehow, after that day… Eliel started hoping him phone would die again at the same time.
Eliel only started noticing Abimanyu when something small went wrong. Him phone died on campus, and he was stuck outside the gate looking annoyed.
A voice came from behind him.
Abimanyu: “Power bank?”
Eliel turned.
Eliel: “Do I look like I carry one?”
He handed hers without much expression.
Abimanyu: “You do now.”
Eliel blinked.
Eliel: “You just carry extras for strangers?”
Abimanyu: “Not strangers. People stuck outside the gate.”
That made him pause. He plugged him phone in, still watching him.
A few minutes passed.
Eliel: “You always help random people like this?”
Abimanyu shrugged.
Abimanyu: “Only when I notice.”
Eliel smirked a little.
Eliel: “So you’re observant.”
Abimanyu glanced at him briefly.
Abimanyu: “No. Just not blind.”
That got a small laugh out of him.
And somehow, after that day… Eliel started hoping him phone would die again at the same time.
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How t.me/waveey Fell in Love with @Melkvan99
Janitra met Melkvan in the most inconvenient way during a group project she didn’t even want to join. He didn’t talk much on the first meeting. Just wrote his part, corrected everyone’s mistakes, then stayed silent again.
Janitra sighed.
Janitra: “You always act like this?”
Melkvan didn’t look up.
Melkvan: “Act like what.”
Janitra: “Like you’re already done with everyone here.”
That made him stop writing for a second. But he still didn’t argue. He just pushed the shared document closer to her.
Melkvan: “Fix that part.”
Janitra blinked.
Janitra: “You could say please.”
Melkvan glanced at her briefly.
Melkvan: “Please fix that part.”
A pause. Janitra stared at him.
Janitra: “You’re weird.”
Melkvan went back to writing.
Melkvan: “You’re slow.”
And somehow… that became their normal. She started looking forward to his short replies more than anyone else’s long ones.
Janitra met Melkvan in the most inconvenient way during a group project she didn’t even want to join. He didn’t talk much on the first meeting. Just wrote his part, corrected everyone’s mistakes, then stayed silent again.
Janitra sighed.
Janitra: “You always act like this?”
Melkvan didn’t look up.
Melkvan: “Act like what.”
Janitra: “Like you’re already done with everyone here.”
That made him stop writing for a second. But he still didn’t argue. He just pushed the shared document closer to her.
Melkvan: “Fix that part.”
Janitra blinked.
Janitra: “You could say please.”
Melkvan glanced at her briefly.
Melkvan: “Please fix that part.”
A pause. Janitra stared at him.
Janitra: “You’re weird.”
Melkvan went back to writing.
Melkvan: “You’re slow.”
And somehow… that became their normal. She started looking forward to his short replies more than anyone else’s long ones.
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