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    “Okay,” she muttered to herself. “Then we just have to fix this.”

    Probably thinking Mira would have dropped the subject by now—either due to lack of interest or pity for Rumi—Rumi glanced up warily. “Fix what?”

    Mira met her eyes, a little too sure of herself for someone about to propose something utterly idiotic. “Your first kiss,” she said. “We’re not letting Chungmuro steal it from you.”

    Seasoned actress Sung Mira is casted as romantic lead to Ryu Rumi's main character. But there is a tiny problem: Rumi has never kissed anyone before.

    Leave it to Mira to try and fix it.

    Day 2 of RuMira week: actors

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    03 Jan 2026

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    The memory rises unbidden: the clash of bodies, the way Rumi had aimed a blow at her torso. Mira dodging— barely— only allowing Rumi to graze her side.

    “And what’s your name?” Rumi had asked mid-fight, breath steady, smirk radiant.

    “Like I’d tell—”

    Rumi had leapt back then, sudden and theatrical, leaving space between them. Mira had paused, wary, unsure what game she was playing.

    Then Rumi had flourished Mira’s ID, plucked from her pocket without her noticing.

    “Kang Mira, Interpol,” she’d read aloud, slow and condescending, like she was talking to a kindergartener. “Woah. The big guns are after me now.”

    “How’d you—?”

    “Picked your pocket just now,” Rumi had continued, eyes flicking up to meet hers. “Pretty name for a pretty face.”

    “Damn,” Zoey’s voice had crackled in Mira’s earpiece. “She’s good. And hot.”

    “Stop that,” Mira had snapped— both at the nagging voice in her head and at the nagging voice ahead of her.

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    Mira and Zoey are the Interpol agents assigned to the Ryu Rumi case, a globally renowned superthief. But the closer Mira gets, the more she begins to notice the quieter ways the case is beginning to take things from her.

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    01 Jan 2026

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    She’d slipped up enough times over the last few months—an unwanted hand hold, an attempt to cuddle after sex— to have been reminded on numerous occasions by Yelena that they were just friends. Best friends.

    Best friends with the best of benefits, apparently.

    They were casual.

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    26 Dec 2025

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    “Zoey,” Mira says, barely above a whisper.
    Zoey finally looks at her. Her eyes shine.
    Rain fills the silence between them, steady and relentless, drumming against the overhang like a heartbeat.
    “You’re so kind,” Zoey breathes. “So soft, even when you try not to be.”
    Mira swallows hard. She looks away for a fraction of a second like she’s bracing herself, then back because Zoey deserves that honesty.
    “Only for you and Rumi, Zo.”
    The words settle heavy and warm between them. The rain hushes around them like a witness.
    In this sanctified stillness, Mira realizes that for this girl before her, she would condemn herself to a lifetime of self-affliction. She was but a compelled captive, ready to atone at the altar. 

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    Zoey causes a gay apocalypse so powerful everyone is thirsting over one another. The sexual tension is the fourth character in this story.

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    25 Dec 2025

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    “I’d like to thank all of you for coming today. I’m Mira Kang. You can call me chef while in class,” A slightly deep, soothing voice sounded from the back of the room. Rumi began chewing like a woman on a mission, hoping to finish off the last few pearls that swished around in her mouth as she felt the chef pass behind her. “We’re going to be starting off simple today. First, I’ll teach you how to properly prepare your ingredients for bibimbap and then we’ll move on to making the rice and we’ll go from there.”

    Rumi glanced around as a few of the older women began whispering amongst each other and looking towards the main station where the chef was most likely now standing. Still chewing on her last tapioca pearl, Rumi’s eyes wandered over towards the chef wondering just what caught the interest of the women.

    Pink hair.

    A harsh, hacking cough rattled Rumi’s chest as she inhaled her half chewed pearl. Just at the front of the class was the same woman that she’d smashed her face against glass to see for just a moment longer. The same smooth skin and button down shirt. The same brown eyes –now looking at Rumi.

    She needed to get out of this class before she made a fool of herself even more.

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