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POLAROIDS - CAST

THE LOVE TRIANGLE ;

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 THE SHY GIRLFRIEND ᰋ

-ˏˋ⋆ ZURI REIGN ⋆ˊˎ-

"𝜗𝜚 ﹐, I know, I can't help it. He's just so..   ; ⟡"

22, Gemini

"Z,  Reńee,  Angel."

and

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 THE RETIRED PLAYER BOYFRIEND ᰋ

-ˏˋ⋆ WOOYOUNG JUNG ⋆ˊˎ-

"𝜗𝜚 ﹐, That’s my girl, I can't do her like that..   ; ⟡"

25, Saggitarius

"Woo, Youngin, Playboy."

and

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 THE EXTROVERTED BESTIE ᰋ

-ˏˋ⋆ DANIELLE MARSH ⋆ˊˎ-

"𝜗𝜚 ﹐, I've always been there for you, haven't I?   ; ⟡"

22, Aries

"Dani, Marshmallow."

THE ONES TRYING TO IMPROVE ;

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 THE MATURE HOMEBOY  ᰋ

-ˏˋ⋆ SEONGHWA PARK ⋆ˊˎ-

"𝜗𝜚 ﹐, I’ll get us out of here. All of us.   ; ⟡"

26, Aries

"Hwa, Starboy."

and

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 THE RICH FASHIONISTA ᰋ

-ˏˋ⋆ HONGJOONG KIM ⋆ˊˎ-

"𝜗𝜚 ﹐, I've been avoiding all that shit. I need to work on producing and my brand.   ; ⟡"

26, Scorpio

"Joong, Captain."

THE DRUGGIES ;

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 THE DRUG DEALER ᰋ

-ˏˋ⋆ YUNHO "SPIDEY" JEONG ⋆ˊˎ-

"𝜗𝜚 ﹐, I'll fuck you up. I don't play about my shit.   ; ⟡"

25, Aries

"Spidey, Yuyu."

and

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 THE PRETTY HOMEBOY ᰋ

-ˏˋ⋆ YEOSANG KANG ⋆ˊˎ-

"𝜗𝜚 ﹐, Kindly, shut the hell up.   ; ⟡"

25, Gemini

"Sangie."

and

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 THE DRIPPED OUT STONER ᰋ

-ˏˋ⋆ MINGI SONG ⋆ˊˎ-

"𝜗𝜚 ﹐, Come on, Yuyu.. Give me one more..   ; ⟡"

25, Leo

"Minki, Princess.”

THE FIGHTERS ;

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 THE CLINGY BEST FRIEND ᰋ

-ˏˋ⋆ SAN CHOI ⋆ˊˎ-

"𝜗𝜚 ﹐, I just want you to be safe.   ; ⟡"

25, Cancer

"Choi."

and

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 THE SWOLE HOMEBOY ᰋ

-ˏˋ⋆ JONGHO CHOI ⋆ˊˎ-

"𝜗𝜚 ﹐, I'll crack your head open like a damn watermelon.   ; ⟡"

24, Libra

"Jongbear, Buffman."

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Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.

This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.

Our Journey So Far

When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.

But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.

Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:

🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.

😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.

💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.

How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:

$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️

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Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.

Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.

With all my love and gratitude,

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ANGEL - 01 1.8K WORDS

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“Trust me Hongjoong. Go to Bukhansan. You’ll find her there.”

Hongjoong sat in the corner of a restaurant with his fellow idol friend, clad with hoodies and hats to avoid being seen.

He was having a dilemma about producing music for his group, ATEEZ. He usually had ideas trickling out of his brain in the dead of night, but for the past month the cogs haven't been moving as they should. His group had just gained traction after performing at one of the most successful music festivals, Coachella. He needed to release new music to keep the popularity, but he just couldn’t think of anything. Even after all the advice given by the one sitting in front of him, shoving fries in his mouth, nothing would work. He tried changing his environment, finding a new reward and motivation, but it was like his creativity was locked.

So, instead of letting him lose hope, Bangchan put the french fries down and decided to let him in on a secret. He had a trick, it was something that could never fail. It would help out a child prodigy, an elder who lost their spark, literally anyone. He would have to do a lot of work, but it was worth it.

One day, Bangchan took a trip to a national park, trying to catch a break from the exhausting life of an idol. He was trying out his own advice, a change of environment.

He passed by a gorgeous figure with angelic black wings on her back, who held an electric guitar. She seemed to be tuning the instrument, which had an intricate design of angel wings. He could infer this was an angel, and he decided to approach her as softly as possible. He had overheard a myth that some angels are nice, and one is even like a genie. He didn’t think anything of it, refusing to believe that an angel with black wings would be dumb enough to travel to Earth, where she’ll certainly be taken to a museum.

However, now that he had his own proof, it seemed that this myth was true. The angel sensed him approaching, she didn’t seem surprised at all, like humans near her was a normal thing. She figured he came for the same reason as the rest, and asked about what he wanted for his wish. She weighed his quest for how many chords she would need to play in order to call his wish to emerge from the depths of the earth.

Bangchan figured there would be no harm in it and did his quest, which wasn’t a lot — he just needed to help out a forest of fairies who’s home was being conquered by his own kind, humans.

After he helped them out and made some new friends, she took him to an apple tree. After eating a golden apple and listening to her enchanted guitar, he woke up in his studio with the next months’ schedule full of photo shoots for the concept of the comeback. He didn’t remember finalizing the songs he tried to produce, as he wasn’t finished, but he wasn’t upset with the result.

“Hm.. really?” Hongjoong asked, mouth full of the burger he was eating.

“Yeah, man. Just try it out, trust me.” Chan nodded, picking up his burger. It was almost cold because of how much he was speaking.

“Well.. I guess I could try. Even if I don’t find her, it’ll be that change of environment you’ve been telling me to find.” He murmured, taking sip from his drink. He watched Chan’s jaw pause its’ chewing, a puzzled expression on his face.

“There’s.. a pineapple.. in my burger.” Chan said dramatically, his Australian accent showing. Hongjoong laughed, watching his small breakdown while he took the buns off to remove the imposters.

“I didn’t even know they sold those here.”

On the way back to his dorm, Hongjoong passed by a few stores to buy some necessities he would need to go hiking. He let his members and his CEO know he would be out for a while, so that his schedule for the day could be cleared.

He walked along the trail of the mountain, looking down below at Seoul. He could see his company building if he looked hard enough. He felt the desire to go back, he had been hiking and searching for three hours already. He pondered, looking around at the view. As his head turned, he noticed a small structure in the distance.

He saw a small cave with a hole at the top, letting all the sun in and onto this small structure. It gave him a view what was inside, which looked like a girl with large, black wings on her back sitting under something white. Hongjoong knew who that was, and he immediately went over closer.

As he got closer, he saw that it was a white, circular gazebo, and she was sitting on the foundation under it, leaning against one of the poles. He couldn’t see her face, but he could see what looked like an electric guitar in her lap. Despite everything being white in the middle of a national park, everything was nice and clean. Vines resided on some parts of the gazebo, but it was all relatively clean with no dirt smudges or anything. He was amazed by that. Hongjoong had a member who felt the importance of cleanliness, he would be impressed too.

He finally made it on the ground and he stood, afraid to go closer. He didn’t want to startle the angel. He would prefer if she sensed him, and turned to him herself. The structure she sat on was surrounded by shallow water, with small black stones which led to it. He took two steps forward, stepping on those stones hesitantly.

As he got closer, he could see how pretty she really was. Chan wasn’t lying. Her soft, black curly hair which rested on her shoulders and back reminded him of the waves of the ocean. Her skin looked smooth and looked like caramel. The wings rooting from her back, going through her backless, long-sleeved, white top, were a beautiful raven black. He couldn’t see her front, but he could see the white ribbons wrapped around her legs and the short skirt she wore.

Her essence was pure and alluring, he felt himself being drawn towards her. He had never met a mystical creature like her, so it was a life-changing experience seeing her for the first time.

He cautiously made his way closer, as soon as his foot pressed down on the foundation of the gazebo, he heard her soft breathing hitch and he saw her lashes fluttering. He paused, not wanting to scare her too badly. She let out a deep breath, turning to face him and see who it was in her home.

She saw him, a young man, looking almost lovestruck with his lips parted and eyes wide and sparkling. She knew that look.

“What is it..?” She asked quietly, her voice soft and a bit raspy from her slumber. She knew he was here for a wish. That was the only reason she was ever visited.

He seemed to be struggling to breathe before he finally spoke. “U-Uhm.. I-I.. I’m Kim Hongjoong, I was wondering if.. um..”

“You want a wish. What is your desire? I’ll decide your quest based off of it.” She answered for him, standing. She had already had a plan in mind, regardless of what his request was. She finally turned to face him, crossing her arms. He started to kneel on one knee, feeling like he was talking to some divine goddess— but she stopped him with a simple word. She did require all the respect from him, but she wasn’t that type of divine being. She didn’t need anyone to kneel before her.

“I.. Uhm.. My group.. I need..” He stuttered, a feeling in his chest telling him he was embarrassing himself. But he wasn’t, it was the average reaction from a human. Actually, it was weird if they didn’t become a stuttering mess or have a breakdown seeing her. It was so common that she even constructed her own spell to calm the anxious nerves.

“Breathe.” She stopped him, playing a chord on her guitar. She tapped his chest, a small poke. He suddenly felt relieved, like all the weight on his shoulders had momentarily dissipated. He let out a deep breath and finally spoke, calmly.

“I.. I’m struggling with producing for my group. I have the basis for the songs, but I just can’t find a way to put it all together..” He grimaced at the thought of his dilemma.

“I see. So you’re another one of them, then.” She said, mostly to herself. She had all types of people coming to her about music, whether it was soloists, small artists, group members, or even western artists.

“So.. That means Chan really did come to you?” Hongjoong asked himself, curious if the angel would remember all of her companions who assisted her in numerous things in return of a wish.

“Who, the Australian with a larger nose?” She asked, receiving a nod from Hongjoong. “You know him? How did the album go?”

“It went great actually..” Hongjoong smiled, trailing off. “So what is it that you need me to do? I would like for my newest to be successful too.”

“Hmm.. It’s a surprise. But we will be traveling very far, out of the country.” She said, to his surprise. He knew he would have to do a lot to get that wish, but he was expecting it to be more local.

“How far, exactly?” He questioned, needed to know how much to bring.

“The-.. Actually, you humans call it Niagara Falls.” She hesitated, about to say what her and the other angels call it, but she realized he would be confused. He bit his lip. He knew how far that was, and he had always wanted to go there. Even so, he still had schedules that he couldn’t miss, and he would miss all of his group members for that short time he would leave.

“What exactly will I be doing..?” He asked, trying to negotiate with himself and decide on what he would do.

“Can’t tell you, until you agree. But once you do, you can’t escape.” She said, her voice sounding almost menacing at the end of her sentence. She held her hand out for him to grab, giving him a choice to make. Once he shook her hand, he was chained to her until she was satisfied with his work.

“I think..” He started, taking a deep breath and putting his hand out towards hers. He hesitated, thinking about it.

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