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A LITTLE BIT OF PERSONALITY
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2025-02-20 02:36:06
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PRETEND PRINCESS A POP OF COLOR
Monday morning rolled around, and I made damn sure to strut into the office like I owned the place.Pink corporate shirt? Check. The brightest neon pants ever seen in human history? Double check. Black flats to tone it down just a little? Sure. But the real highlight? My bumblebee tie and matching bumblebee hair clip. I was art.Heads turned as I walked by, but I barely acknowledged them. Let them stare. This was fashion. This was personality. This was me.Settling into my cubicle, I leaned back, fingers laced behind my head, and sighed contentedly.Work wasn’t even that hard. It was actually kind of nice. They were paying me an ungodly amount just to sit in an air-conditioned room, type away at my laptop, and do what I loved.Code."You know what, Mom?" I muttered, tapping away at my keyboard. "I think I finally understand what you saw in this place. It’s awesome here."The guys around me—my new office bros—were already in a heated discussion about a particularly stubborn bug in the
Last Updated : 2025-02-21PRETEND PRINCESS WHERE ARE YOU HIDING HER?
I groaned, my forehead pressing against my desk as I stared at the mountain of paperwork still left to do."Why is this happening to me?" I mumbled into the wooden surface. "Why am I suffering? What did I ever do to deserve this?"I peeked up at the pile, hoping it had magically shrunk while I was wallowing in self-pity.It had reduced—a lot, actually. I was almost halfway through. But was that supposed to be comforting? No. No, it was not. Because it was 5:58 PM, and I was still here.The office was getting quieter. People were packing up. Going home. Living their best lives. Meanwhile, I was stuck here, drowning in mind-numbing reports.I sighed and leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair.There was no way I could keep going.Lily always left by 3 PM, which meant I needed to get home to check on Grandpa and Suzu. I had responsibilities. A life. A three-legged puppy waiting for me.If I left now and came back really early tomorrow, Creed wouldn’t notice, right?I mean
Last Updated : 2025-02-21PRETEND PRINCESS A NEON HAZE
Creed’s POVI leaned back in my chair, fingers pinching the bridge of my nose as I replayed the events of the day.That ridiculous outfit. That obnoxious energy. That mouth.She was a walking migraine wrapped in neon fabric, and no matter how hard I tried to ignore her, she had a way of forcing herself into my line of sight—into my thoughts.It pissed me off.I didn’t like being aware of people.I liked order. I liked predictability. I liked a well-oiled machine where everyone knew their place and did what they were supposed to do.And then she happened.Yuyu Roman wasn’t just a distraction—she was an eyesore, a glitch, a misplaced splash of color in a world that ran on monochrome efficiency.So, I did what any rational boss would do.I buried her in work.Ten months’ worth of files dumped onto her desk with a deadline that was impossible to meet.4 PM.That should’ve broken her.Or at least made her shut up for a few hours.Instead, she had the audacity to smile at me.Like I was som
Last Updated : 2025-02-22PRETEND PRINCESS EARLY MORNINGS AND UNWANTED QUESTIONS
(Yuki’s POV)Mornings sucked.Especially after the emotional wreckage that had been last night.But I wasn’t about to let that ruin my work ethic, so I dragged myself back to the office before sunrise.The only person around was Carl, the cleaner, mopping the lobby with his usual slow, methodical swipes.“Ah, look who’s here before the cock crows,” Carl mused, side-eyeing me as I strolled in. “What’s got you out of bed this early, Yuyu?”I gave him a dramatic sigh. “Oh, you know. Just my boss being the devil incarnate. He gave me ten months’ worth of files to finish in a single day.”Carl whistled. “Damn. That’s rough.”“You have no idea.”I leaned against the reception desk, waiting for the maintenance guy to finish up with the elevator. Carl continued mopping, occasionally glancing at me with amusement.“Not gonna lie, kid. You dress fancier than anyone I’ve seen at this place.”I grinned, doing a little spin to show off my outfit. “Flattery will get you everywhere, my dear Carl.”T
Last Updated : 2025-02-22PRETEND PRINCESS FIX IT WITH ROSES
Creed’s POVI watched in growing horror as Yu-Yu slumped into the chair opposite me, burying her face in her hands, and let out a heartbreaking sob. My body tensed. What the hell was I supposed to do now?I wasn’t used to this. I had no problem dealing with a screaming client or firing an incompetent employee on the spot, but a crying woman? That was a whole different battlefield—one I had never won.I opened my mouth, then closed it. I rubbed my jaw, exhaled sharply, and finally pinched the bridge of my nose. Why did I say that?I hadn’t meant to be cruel. I was just… curious. I had a habit of speaking without a filter, especially when something intrigued me. And Yu-Yu Roman intrigued me in ways I didn’t want to admit.I was about to tell her to stop crying—that it wasn’t that serious—when I suddenly remembered Lucy.My sister, Lucy, had been the toughest girl I knew. Smart. Determined. The kind of person who would argue until her face turned blue just to prove a point. But then ther
Last Updated : 2025-02-23PRETEND PRINCESS LOVING HIM BLINDLY
Yuki's pov Eric leaned back against my bedroom door, arms crossed, that same cocky smirk plastered on his annoyingly perfect face. "I don't understand why you're so angry with me. You should be happy, rolling on the ground, barking like my little puppy, happy to see its owner."I rolled my eyes so hard I was surprised they didn’t fall out of my head. "Right, I should be really glad and happy to see my boyfriend—who went on a trip I couldn’t afford anyway, knowing how much I wanted to go there—and despite all of that, managed not to give me a single fucking phone call over the two weeks he was there. And when I finally called you, you were apparently busy. That’s really fucked up, Eric, even for you."Eric let out an exaggerated sigh, stepping forward, hands finding my shoulders. He started kneading the tension there, his touch irritatingly familiar. "Okay, baby, look, I’m sorry. Let Daddy make it up to you."I jerked away, swatting his hands off. "I don’t want you to touch me. Get of
Last Updated : 2025-02-23PRETEND PRINCESS TRAFFIC LIGHTS STATEMENT
Yuki's POVFriday arrived, and I was ecstatic.I strutted into the office with the confidence of a deity descending upon mere mortals. My bright yellow pantsuit shines like the sun itself, paired perfectly with my black turtleneck. My mother’s old bra—stuffed just enough to give the illusion of a feminine figure—rests snugly beneath my top. I had debated wearing it for a good twenty minutes this morning, staring at my reflection, wondering if it was too much. But the turtleneck made my chest look impossibly flat, and any woman, no matter how small, would at least have something.“I never thought you’d still be saving me in your sleep, Mama,” I whisper, adjusting the fit one last time before leaving. “But just so you know, you slay regardless.”Suzu barks, cocking his head at me in confusion.“Don’t worry, Suu-doll, it’s still your pops, Yuki. I just look a little more like a god than I usually do.”When I step into the office, heads turn. Compliments rain down on me from every angle li
Last Updated : 2025-02-26PRETEND PRINCESS DON'T SAY PLEASE
Creed’s POVZara stormed into my office like a hurricane, her eyes red-rimmed, her mismatched buttons a clear sign of how hastily she had dressed. My entire body tensed. I had seen her like this before—too many times to count. And it never ended well.“You—You complete and utter bastard,” she spat, her voice thick with emotion, trembling with fury.I barely had a second to register her words before she was on me, shoving her hands against my chest, fists clenched like she was moments away from breaking apart. Her body shook as she hit me, over and over, with nothing more than weak, desperate strikes.“Why, Creed? Why don’t you love me?”“Zara—”“Why are you letting him do this to me?” she choked out, her voice cracking mid-sentence.My stomach twisted. I grabbed her wrists, gently, trying to still her trembling hands. “Zara, are you taking Molly again?”Her breath hitched, and for a split second, a flicker of guilt crossed her face before she masked it with anger. She yanked her arms
Last Updated : 2025-02-26
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PRETEND PRINCESS NOT WHAT I WANTED
Zara's POVZed was over at my place again.He made himself way too comfortable, sprawling on the couch in my room like he owned the place.Tonight, he brought over some weird Mexican something.I didn't even catch the name. He said it twice. Maybe three times. But it just sounded like sounds to me.He kept trying to feed it to me, holding a forkful in front of my mouth like I was some stubborn kid with medicine to swallow.I shook my head so hard."I don't want anything to do with that," I grumbled, folding my arms across my chest.Zed glared at me, still chewing.I could tell he didn't get it.Not the food.None of it."I don't know why you're upset," he said, setting the container down on the coffee table."You got what you wanted. The imposter was exposed. You should be dancing. Celebrating."Celebrating?Celebrating?I let out a panted laugh, a laugh that did not sound anything like a laugh."This wasn't what I wanted," I whispered.Zed blinked, confused."You wanted the truth—""
PRETEND PRINCESS MY HEART HURTS
Creed's PovIt was past midnight.The bottle that I held was almost empty, but I did not mind. I was not drinking to be joyful. I was not even drinking to forget. I was drinking because it was the only way I could make the silence that greeted me endurable.I reclined slumped on the couch in my living room, the sole item of furniture that was more like a cell than home. There were shadows everywhere. The clock chimed out so loudly it sounded like a hammer in my head.And still.Still, I couldn't stop thinking about Yuyu.Fucking Yuki.With that goddamn smirk and those fuckin' sparklin' bright eyes and the way he looked at me like I was something, anything when he had no idea who the fuck I even was.I hated him.I missed him.I hadn't the fuck idea what I was feelin' anymore.Was I gay now? Did I swing this way? Did I just FUCKIN' happen to be feelin' desperately for someone, anyone, to look at me like I weren't a damned monster?Jesus Christ, no.I tipped the bottle to my lips again,
PRETEND PRINCESS NEW BEGINNINGS
Yuki's pov The flying part wasn't scary.I wasn't terrified of airplanes.I wasn't terrified of turbulent flight or height or any of that.I was terrified of beginning again.Terrified of seeing myself.For three weeks — almost four — I had done nothing but rot. Fault myself. Cry. Break things. Apologize to specters.That was enough.I couldn't keep going on like that.Mom wouldn't have wanted me to go on like that.Grandpa wouldn't either, even if he didn't always recall me.I stared out the plane window, clouds streaking across the horizon like wet paint, my chest aching.Memories ripped at me — Creed's voice, his smile, then the shock in his eyes.Grandpa's laugh, the way he used to call me his "boy."Lily's hugs.Small shattered pieces of my life slipping further and further away from me as the plane flew east.I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood.No more tears.No more pity parties.I can do this.This is my new start.Mom would be proud.I hugged myself hard, wrapped the th
PRETEND PRINCESS GOOD BYE
Lily's POVThe ride to the airport was too short.I continued to sneak glances at Yuki beside me, soaking him in—his dark, messy hair, the nervous drum of his fingers against his jeans, the nervous bounce of his knee.As if if I stared long enough, I could burn the picture of him into my head and never forget.He caught me staring and smiled weakly. "What?""Nothing," I said quickly, attempting to smile. "Just. don't chicken out."He grinned, but it wasn't natural. "Too late to run now, huh?""Way too late," I taunted softly.The problem was, I wished he would run.I wanted to bang the car doors closed, drive us somewhere a thousand miles from here, and wish he wouldn't be going.But I couldn't.He had to go.He needed this new start.Even if it killed me.We pulled up to Departures. Yuki opened his backpack, fiddling with the straps like they were the most fascinating thing on earth.I pulled up and turned off the engine.We sat there, neither of us moving, for a moment.Then Yuki le
PRETEND PRINCESS TAKE CARE OF HIM FOR ME
Yuki's POV"You're leaving today."Lily's voice was gentle, but it hit me like a punch.I crouched at the foot of the bed, staring at the carpet. My fingers tapped on the frayed cuff of my jacket, pulling at loose threads as if I could somehow roll back time and stay here in this cramped safe room, stuck forever.I didn't look at her. I didn't move."Yuki," she said once more, coming to kneel beside me. Her hand lay lightly on my knee. "Then I think it's time you saw your grandfather."I shook my head."No, it's not," I grunted. "I'm not ready."She let out a tired, aching sigh, the kind you do when you don't want to cry. "You've been here for a month. You're better now. You're stronger, plus do you really plan on going halfway across the world and not seeing him before you go.""Stronger?" I laughed roughly. "I'm still a mess.""You're recovering," she amended. "And you have to — you'd just have to visit him before you go."Her words sliced through me more deeply than I cared to ackn
PRETEND PRINCESS CURSED
Creed's POVI slammed the office door shut so hard that the walls vibrated. The secretary outside yelped as if she thought the damn ceiling was going to come crashing down."Get me the quarterly reports," I barked. "Now."She rushed out of her seat, almost falling over her own feet. Pitiful.I paced in front of my office like a wild animal in a cage, blood pumping hotter each passing second. All of this was pissing me off every day now. The terrible coffee. The creeping elevators. The godforsaken interns' breathing out in the corridor.Five weeks. Five weeks since I let go of that imposter, yet my heart clenched at the thought of her…of him !Anger boiled in my veins over and over but today a particular anger took over me, one o couldn't explain but already had ties to That imposter I didn't need him and I wasn't gay!There was no going back for me. And I felt the whole office knew that from the very moment I resumed, a week ago Besides they couldn't blame me for their incompeten
PRETEND PRINCESS NOT WHO I REMEMBER
Lily's POVToday became tomorrow.Tomorrow became next week.Next week became three endless weeks.And somehow, despite all the promises I made to myself, I still hadn't met Yuki.I don't even know how it all tightened up like that — how every small detail became so hard. Between caring for Grandpa Roman, going back and forth to the hospital for meds, doctor appointments, dealing with his therapies — life had gotten tangled around my neck with no mercy. I didn't have space to catch my breath, didn't have time to think. And amidst all of this, something gnawed at me:Yuki trusted me.I had been entrusted with Grandpa Roman — with one of the only people he loved — and deep, way down deep inside me, I knew I didn't want to let him down.But today. today was different. Today was the day. I was really going to fix all of it.I was going to go see him, apologize for whatever stupidness drove us apart, tell him about what he'd seen that day with Dan, tell him everything.Dan.He officially m
PRETEND PRINCESS AGAIN
Zara's POVThere's regret.There's pain.And then there's anger — thick, bitter, wild anger.I didn't deserve this.I was the last person in this damn world that deserved this.He wasn't supposed to push me away.He wasn't supposed to treat me like… like I was nothing.I was supposed to be by his side.I was supposed to be the one to fix him. To save him.I paced back and forth in my chamber, my hands in my palms, trying to contain the storm raging inside me.The walls were closing in, the air heavy, and my mind was filled with his face. His eyes. His lips. His voice when he'd instructed me to leave.I hated him.I loved him.God — I loved him.I couldn't take it anymore."Call Zed," I barked at one of my servants.She stopped. "Now, ma'am?""Now!" I screamed.My hands were trembling. My heart thudding. I was unraveling, going crazy and I didn't give a damn anymore.Within minutes, Zed arrived.Tall, dark, as calm as ever.He always had been.The man who took orders quietly, who had a
PRETEND PRINCESS ALL ALONE
Yuki's POVTwo weeks.That's 20,160 minutes. Twenty thousand, one hundred and sixty minutes of pure torture.I'd texted Creed so much. Too much, really. Sorrys I couldn't phrase correctly first, things I didn't have the courage to tell him out loud before, little things I knew he didn't want to hear. I texted anyway, hoping for a crumb of a reply.But there was nothing. No dot. No word. No fucking breath.So I made up my mind. I'd made it up the day everything went wrong—the day everything went in the opposite direction of my plans, like some sick cosmic joke. I was leaving New York. Done. Finito. Finished.Lily hadn't called me for two weeks either. It was as if my world had burst wide open, and I stood in the middle of a great emptiness. Grandpa Roman… two weeks of nothing from him too. Two weeks of not hearing his shaking, bewildered voice, of not chasing after him when he got me mixed up with my mother. Two weeks alone, tearing myself apart, living on my own regrets.I was complet
