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DAY 2 GLITTER WARS
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PRETEND PRINCESS DAY 3
Creed's POVToday had to be different.The basket of food was nice. The balloon arrangement was theatrical. But today? Today had to be unforgettable.I'd become used to people dropping things off at my door. Expected. Easy to ignore. I wanted to disrupt the trend. I needed to turn it up a few notches more, and that meant doing what I do best: going big.So I called in a favor. No, not a favor—a big pull from my best fashion industry contacts. XO Team. The XO Team.If you're anywhere around fashion, you recognize them. Three individuals. One of the nation's leading makeup artists. A fashion designer whose clothes sell for over $600 an item. And the guy with the hair? A wizard with hairs.The XO Crew was coming over to Yuki's house.I warned them about all they should know: his taste, his previous appearances, his bold attitude, the way he would radiate in glitter, and the fact that his closet probably needed a refresh. They were all in. All I had to do was stage the scene.I pulled out
PRETEND PRINCESS DAY 2 GLITTER WARS
Creed's POVToday had to be more boisterous.The food basket the previous day had been warm, thoughtful, and polite. Today, I required drama. Something to bring crashing into his world and force him to notice. I did not desire tidy and soft—I desired a pigsty of joy. A reminder of the man he used to be when he could fill an entire room just by walking into it.Yuki hated flowers. He always grumbled about how ridiculous they were. A waste of beauty, he'd grumble. You buy them to die. So I never even thought about it. I chose balloons instead.It sounded easier than it was. I had imagined creating this huge balloon bouquet—sparkly, over-the-top mess. Something I thought he would think was humorous. Something he would laugh at. Something he would remember about me. The problem? Balloons are amazingly combative when you're handling over eighty of them. They burst. They adhere to your fingers. They slide through your grasp and waft to the ceiling before you even get a chance to secure them
PRETEND PRINCESS DAY 1
Yuki’s POVMy heart leapt out of my chest, hammering against my ribcage in a sickening rhythm that felt like it might crack bones. I stumbled backward until my knees hit the cold floor, then collapsed, clutching my chest as though it would stop the madness inside me.Creed. Here. In Japan. I hadn’t seen him in months—not since Chicago, not since Grandpa Roman’s funeral, not since he slammed the door in my face.Why? I whispered to the empty silence. Why now? In my life? What does he want from me?My eyes roamed the ceiling, as if it held answers I’d forgotten.The doorbell rang, jarring me upright. My heart stuttered. Could it be him?I crept to the door and stared through the peephole. just a delivery guy with boxes.Right. I’d ordered glitter palettes and a rhinestone crop jacket, gearing up for this new bartender life. I wasn’t going to start off dull or sloppy. Yuki was bright. Yuki sparkled. Still, even as I signed the package, one eye drifted to the empty street, half-expecting
PRETEND PRINCESS FIGHT FOR YOU!
Creed's POV"Goodbye, Creed," he said, voice low, eyes dark. Then he turned and started walking away, taking my entire heart with him.I stood there, frozen in the middle of the quiet Tokyo street, lit only by neon glows and a single flickering streetlamp. The thump of distant music pulsed from the bar we’d just left, but the moment felt like it had been vacuum-sealed—a bubble of stillness and ache. My throat closed up as I stared at his retreating back.He looked remarkable. He always had, but now there was something even more piercing in his presence. I had seen Yuki in every shade—giggling, stubborn, disguised, angry, soft, broken, blushing, triumphant—but this? This was the dimmest I had ever seen him. Yet, even dim, he burned like a low ember that refused to go out. His hair was slightly damp from the humid night air, his bag slung lazily over his shoulder, and his strides were fast but unsteady, like he was trying to outrun gravity itself.My first instinct was to run after him.
PRETEND PRINCESS GOODBYES AND HELLO'S
Creed's POVThe bar was hot and dark, but the thud of music, conversation, and the constant cocktails coursed through it like a heartbeat. I was leaning against the counter, my drink in my hand, something smoky and potent stinging my tongue, but I didn't pay much attention. The night had started out with the potential for just unwinding, for letting my mind coast on something other than Yuki, but it was no use. Every laugh, every shrill note of the DJ's music cycle was too loud. Too bright. As if the world kept going forward, even when I could not.And then I saw it. A flash of icy hair, catching the strobe lights as it had caught them so many times in the past.The world around me froze. I blinked.Someone with silver-blue hair was pushing through the crowd, heading for the door.My heart jumped into my throat.I put my drink down. Did not even say a word to the bartender as I followed behind, weaving through the dancing throng like a ghost. My heart beat so hard I thought I'd go dea
PRETEND PRINCESS CLOSER THAN I THOUGHT
Yuki's POVI was in my fifth day behind the bar, and I could honestly say that things were going. surprisingly well. I'd kept my cool, even when customers threw the odd jab or offhanded remark my way. I reminded myself every day: don't react, don't respond—just focus. This bar was my fresh start, and I wasn't going to mess it up.Some customers, however, made my shifts bearable. Their energy, their stories, their wit—it was infectious. And the cocktails? I was creating, mixing drinks that, thankfully, most enjoyed. In fact, while being truthful, with the amount some of them drank, I doubted they could tell the difference between a balanced cocktail and a mix of whatever.Flipping through the bar's manual, I was amused to find some of my old Chicago favorites represented. Cocktails with names such as the "Slab Dragon" and "Fire Moth" rang bells—some good, some not-so-good. I chuckled, recalling the wild nights and questionable choices. Lesson learned: sometimes simplicity is best.Tha
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