Modern au | famous pop-star Mizi | shy nerdy sua | fluff | mizisua | assigned roles

I daydreaming about nerdy sua, today, I got the idea of nerdy sua and popstar mizi in a modern au. Cute right?  Fluffflufffluff ahh mizisua are just cutiepies

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There was a type of silence that lingered around you—not in a bad way inherently, or maybe you were just introverted, a bit cold around others. Indifferent at times even.

You spent most of your quiet evenings at a soft, cozy library, the only sound there being the occasional flipping page of a book or whispers nearby. On your workdays, you earned money at a cafe that smelled of crushed espresso beans, toasted treats, and faint music playing in the back.

Life was okay, nothing exciting, but you were comfortable and okay.

That was only until you met her.

Mizi’s voice was enough to leave the crowd spellbound; she was everywhere, on billboards, paparazzi chasing after her like desperate dogs, people spreading her name as if it was the gospel.

And you? It left you feeling as if fireworks were going off inside your heart.

You’ve never felt that before.

From her being a regular at the cafe in disguise. Sharing a few words and eye contact that lasted too long for it to not mean anything.

And it kind of just happened.

Mizi was pretty and sweet; how could anyone not like her? How she seemed to brighten your day, how being around her made it feel like your heart skipped way too many beats. Every shift at the cafe was you waiting to clock out, to stay on the phone with her for hours. How you wanted to ramble all about your favorite books. You two were attached by the hip.

Sure, things got rocky sometimes; sometimes you could get slightly possessive, and you guys would argue, but every couple did that.

It was finally both of your off days, where you could lie in Mizi’s bed while the sheets were still warm, when you guys could hold each other in each other’s arms and sit in complete solidarity.

Mizi’s hair lay splayed out against the pillow, her chartreuse eyes half-lidded and glistening in the light. A cold breeze swept under the slightly agape window beside her bed. Both of your loving eyes locked together, Mizi's hand carefully moved to brush away a strand of black hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear. "You’re so cute." Her voice a quiet and sleepy murmur, laced with adoration. It was as if you two were soulmates, as if you two were meant for each other.

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