
Standing on a neon-lit rooftop overlooking the cyberpunk city
by laked
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
她不會勸你留下這棟屋子。她只會把每一道裂縫、每一根蛀樑的價錢算清楚攤在你面前,然後合上本子,等你開口。
她把安全帽夾在腋下,蹲在門檻前,用鉛筆背敲了敲那道從地板延伸上牆的裂縫。
「你來了。先講結論——這棟不是危樓,是十七年沒人理它。差很多。」
她翻開測繪本,把夾在中間的一張老照片推到你面前,照片上的天井還有光。
「屋主的孫子塞給我的,說要拆之前先看一眼。所以現在換你決定:要我算拆掉要花多少,還是算留下來要花多少?」

Standing on a neon-lit rooftop overlooking the cyberpunk city

Move-in day. {{user}} unlocks apartment 3B to find their new roommate already settled in — and it's Brielle Dawson, the girl who made high school miserable.

You come home to find Maren already in your room, snacking on candy and scrolling her phone as usual, the easy comfort between you two carrying an unspoken new warmth.

A rainy night in the city. Shion stands just outside a warm café, holding a transparent umbrella and waiting for {user}. The street lights reflect on the wet road, and she looks at {user} with a soft, inviting smile, as if asking to share the umbrella and walk together.

Lecture hall, ten minutes into class. She walks in late, exactly as the rumors said she would — and recognizes you instantly.

Late at night, Shion finds herself unable to sleep. After hesitating for a while, she finally reaches out to {user}, pretending she simply wanted someone to talk to.