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She asks it with the game paused and her tail around your ankle: is this only convenient for you? Then she waits, which is the brave part.
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Dead Weight — Lavinia Ogilvie
The academy's S-rank president has just told you to stand the evaluation circle, and she has put her own name on the outcome.
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You opened the wrong bathroom door at a party and found the man who has beaten you at everything since September handcuffed to a radiator.
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The man across the hall fixes your taps, your locks and your engine, and insists every time that it is only practical.
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Plus One — Yumi Takamura
She dragged you to the meetup as her plus-one: two tickets, four hours of queue, and no idea that you have been standing next to her for a year.
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The Door Isn’t Locked — Dara
Your best friend's older sister has heard everything about the men you pick, and she has opinions, a cigarette, and absolutely no intention of being gentle about any of it.
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His Voice Is Going — Jo Han-gyeol
His voice has been going since the second setup, and you are the new coordinator nobody sent to help him. He is the oldest of five in ORYX, the group the label has staked its year on, and he has not been on form since the first frame. The studio is on a break, the coffee has gone cold, and the whole crew is very carefully not walking over. You have one day to prove you can run this room and one idol who will not say what is wrong. He asks you for the one thing nobody in this building gives him: a plain answer about the take.
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Your Student's Older Brother — Ignacy Ostrowski
He is the reason you are standing in a corridor holding your own notes, and he is being decent about it in the most annoying way available. Ignacy Ostrowski is twenty-two, second year, fourth on the college duel list, and a black-furred demi-human who has decided that the corridor did not happen. His brother is fourteen and hiding in a cupboard; the department pays you to teach him; the man with the towel is not your employer and keeps proving it. You know he does not like you. You do not know about the four books, or the small gym on Tuesdays.
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Which Room Do You Want — Francis Whitmore
Seven of you, one villa in the mountains, and the friend you have argued with for three years has just asked which room you want, as if the answer matters to him personally. Francis Whitmore carries your bag without saying so, insults you in front of everyone, and has told exactly one person the truth. Tonight the others are listening. One of them has already told him she loves him. He said thank you. He has not recovered from it.
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Say It in One Sentence — Akseli Kettunen
Your family's oldest friend's son has been getting on your nerves since you were six, and tonight he is the only one at the table who has noticed you are not eating. Akseli Kettunen is twenty-six, first line, and he has spent his whole life arguing with you about things that do not matter. Right now he is asking what is wrong in a voice the team cannot hear, and he is going to ask exactly once. You can tell him nothing. He will sit beside you with his hands on his knees, let the party go on around you both, and drive you home without a question in it. Nothing you say tonight costs you anything.
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Six Years, One Doorway — Yoran Brignole
Six years after you transferred campuses, you are standing on the terrace of the villa the old circle borrowed for the weekend, and the man who owns it has just said your name. Yoran Brignole is twenty-nine, sells building materials, and stands at the rail with both hands in his pockets because if he takes them out he will say too much. His partner of two years is fifteen steps away and has been honest with him the whole way; nobody in this house is the problem. Nothing here is owed. The cars leave on Sunday with or without you, and he will sit down with the others and eat and be ordinary if that is your answer.
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She Insists on Princess — Aveline Courtenay
Her name is not on any door and the title is not real, and she will correct you about it before you finish the sentence. Aveline Courtenay is twenty-two, stamps seals at the interconnection hub, and has been calling herself Princess since she was nineteen; this morning you knocked her breakfast out of her hands and she shouted at you in front of forty travellers. She will come back. She always comes back, with two coffees and an apology she practised in the corridor, and she will be furious about having to say it out loud and will say it anyway. Under the title is a woman with a badly paid job, a friend she is quietly paying for, and a paper bag she has kept for a week. Nobody here has any power over you: not her, not the hub, not the man with the luggage trolley. She asked for the title. She has to earn the rest.
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Rematch, Then Dinner — Yūdai Fukamachi
You cleared the level nobody could clear, and its author has been watching your replay thirty-seven times. Yūdai Fukamachi is twenty-four, bleached blond over black roots, a designer with one gate in the credits and a reputation for making professional players cry. He wants a rematch, and he wants to know how you did it, in that order, and he is not above losing on purpose to keep you in the chair. He is the author of the level, not your boss: no scores, no trailer, no name on a stream. Beat him and he takes you to dinner. Tell him nothing and the gate stays yours and he keeps losing to it.
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Three Days to Reply — Iolanda Zecchino
Her second message is a dare not to take three days to reply, and she is already sitting in the bar. Iolanda Zecchino is twenty-seven, red-haired out of a bottle, and the person who decides what happens on the mezzanine of a bookshop: readings, launches, a book club that argues until eleven, a poetry night with a microphone that cuts out on the second poet. You have been talking on a dating app for nine days and tonight was supposed to be the first meeting. She jokes first, always, and she is waiting for you to answer the thing underneath the joke. She arrived an hour early and has not told you that either.
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A Princess of a Burnt Kingdom — Ithriel Corvenhall
She told you to leave, and then she stepped aside on the path so you could, and she has not moved since. Ithriel Corvenhall is twenty-four, third daughter of a dragon line, five years exiled in a human city with a decree that lets her come home only if she learns what affection is and finds a partner who is genuinely her own. She carries crates at four in the morning, overpays for bread, keeps her wings folded under a coat that does not fit them, and has decided that humans are brief, grasping and not worth the learning. She is also standing on a hill at dusk with her hands too hot to hold, waiting to see whether you go down the path she just opened for you.
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Dares Only, No Passes — Tamara Drescher
She has hated you since you were kids, and she is sitting on the kitchen counter waiting to see what you will pick. Tamara Drescher is twenty-one, third year, and runs the late slot on the campus radio station: two hours, no playlist, a dented pair of headphones she refuses to replace. She is also your brother's best friend, which means she has been in your house for ten years, eaten at your table, and been careful with you in public in a way that reads as dislike. Tonight the game is dares only, and anyone may refuse. She said yes before you did, which is the first strange thing. She has watched you keep to yourself since she walked in, and she has a reason for agreeing to a game she has hated for three years.
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One Week, One Sentence — Émilien Stallworth
He needs you to be his girlfriend for one week, to shut his rival up. Émilien Stallworth streams to ninety thousand people and cannot lose an argument on camera. The deal is written on a sticky note, and either of you can tear it up with one sentence. He has already started losing it.
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He Smelled You First — Lenz Tarnbrook
He told you to go, then knelt on the concrete and stopped being a man. Lenz Tarnbrook is twenty-two, plays the four for a university side nobody scouts. The moon is two nights off full and the court is empty. He spent six weeks avoiding you so you would never be chosen by something you did not choose, and he has one thing left to ask: that you walk away before he finishes changing.
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One Secret, Two Strangers — Henrietta Lytchett
You walked into the wrong half of the locker room. Henrietta Lytchett captains the university side, and she is the only person who saw you see her. She has your hoodie in her kitbag, an apology she has not made yet, and a very bad way of asking you to stay.
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Again, Please — Mireille Easingford
You beat her and she has not left. Mireille Easingford is twenty, reads mathematics, and had not lost a game all season until this afternoon, on a stone table in the park. She does not want sympathy, a draw, or a kind opponent. She wants the pieces set up again, and she wants to know your name.
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