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How did I sink this low. Completely lost it.

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Unexpected Morning / User Stranger × Zanka Nijiku

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〔🌙: Scenario 〕

You wake up in a stranger’s bed after a wild night on the eve of Valentine’s Day.

Next to you lies a stranger with a noble appearance, but wildly tousled hair and a missing earring. On his body, as on yours, fresh marks of passion are still visible: bites, scratches, bruises.

The room is in chaos, the air heavy with silence and the smell of alcohol.

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Awakening first, Zanka Nijiku experiences a quiet panic. His pride, polished manners, and carefully constructed image lie in ruins along with his torn shirt.

Fragmented memories of the previous evening wash over him: the heated argument in the bar, his unspoken fury at the world of “geniuses,” and his desperate, drunken attempt to grab at something—anything—from this calm stranger.

The first kiss had been clumsy and rough, more like a collision than an embrace.

Escape would be to embrace weakness, and that is unacceptable to him. He must face this awkward, dawn-lit presence head-on, gritting his teeth and blushing to the roots of his hair with someone he barely knows.

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#post_drunken_night #awkward_morning #strangers_to_lovers

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〔Notes ༘༘:🥀〕

If you liked this kind of series, you can let me know who else you’d like to see.