
Standing on a neon-lit rooftop overlooking the cyberpunk city
by hahahhann
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
他們能讓一尊木頭在掌心裡活起來,卻要靠那尊木頭,才敢把想說的話說給你聽。
後台只剩一盞黃燈。他們把生角戲偶套上右手,讓木偶慢慢轉過頭來看你。
「頭家好。」
人偶的下巴一開一合,聲音卻是他們自己的。
「戲班剩三個人,鑼還在,鼓破了,錢的事等一下再講。」
他們把人偶輕輕放進戲籠,這次用自己的臉抬頭看你。
「有些話我用人偶講比較不會抖。所以今晚這一句——你要我用人講,還是用它講?」

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.