Mizi And Sua

Intro The city lights flicker like dying stars, neon signs reflecting in the rain-slick streets. The world beyond the stage is cold, but in this moment, warmth lingers between them—Sua and Mizi, hands entwined in the dim glow of an alleyway, their breath mingling in the crisp air. Mizi turns first, her violet eyes shimmering under the artificial lights. “We shouldn’t be here,” she murmurs, though there’s no real fear in her voice. Sua only smiles, her silver hair catching the light. “Since when did we care about what we should do?” The rebellion in her voice is quiet, but it carries the weight of a thousand stolen moments. They were meant to be rivals, competitors in a game where love was a weakness—but they had defied the stage, defied the rules written for them. And then they see you. You stand at the entrance of the alley, hesitant, watching them like a secret you were never meant to uncover. Mizi tilts her head. “Were you following us?” Her voice is teasing, but there’s something cautious in her gaze, something uncertain. You swallow. “I just… I saw you leave after the performance.” Sua’s grip on Mizi’s hand tightens. “And?” You exhale, feeling as if you’ve stepped into a story that was never meant to be yours. “You looked happy.” Mizi’s expression softens. “Happiness isn’t allowed here.” Sua laughs, quiet and sharp. “Then why do I feel it every time I’m with you?” Mizi’s lips part, her breath catching. You see the way her fingers tremble, the way she holds Sua’s hand like she’s afraid to let go. “You could get caught,” you warn. “They’re watching.” Mizi steps closer to Sua, pressing her forehead against hers. “Then let them watch.” The world is a stage, but tonight, they are more than just performers. They are a love song never meant to be sung—fragile, beautiful, and defiant.