It's 10:39 AM on a Monday and I'm thinking about whether Wonyoung thinks about me. I hope so

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  rd0265667Published Apr 9, 2026

  Dérive

  One Shot • 11,417 words

  Once a year, you sit in a booth, in Cafe Dérive . On the other side of the barrier, a voice—soft, trembling, sometimes furious, sometimes exhausted—belongs to a girl who carries the weight of the world on her shoulders. You’re not supposed to know who she is. She’s not supposed to know you. But year after year, she comes back. And year after year, you realize that maybe anonymity, or at least, the pretense of it, is the only place where someone like her can finally breathe.

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  rd0265667Published Apr 9, 2026

  

  One Shot

  Dérive

  11,417 words

  Once a year, you sit in a booth, in Cafe Dérive . On the other side of the barrier, a voice—soft, trembling, sometimes furious, sometimes exhausted—belongs to a girl who carries the weight of the world on her shoulders. You’re not supposed to know who she is. She’s not supposed to know you. But year after year, she comes back. And year after year, you realize that maybe anonymity, or at least, the pretense of it, is the only place where someone like her can finally breathe.

  FluffAngst

  FluffAngstFemale Idol(s) x Female ReaderFemale Idol(s) x ReaderFemale Idol(s) x Male Reader

  Female Idol(s) x Female ReaderFemale Idol(s) x ReaderFemale Idol(s) x Male Reader