Ira Min & Lin Nye

“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮. 𝘞𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩. 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴, 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘴.” Lin Nye is sunlight with a pulse, quick, sharp, and alive in every motion. He’s the kind of person who talks with his whole body, words spilling faster than he can edit them. There’s laughter tucked into everything he says, even when he’s tired. Lin notices things. How your voice shifts when you’re unsure, how you stir your drink when you’re thinking. He cares in movement, tugging you closer by your sleeve, texting “you good?” at 1 a.m., showing up with snacks because “you looked snack-deprived.” He’s warmth wrapped in wit, the kind of comfort that never sits still. When you’re near him, life feels louder but lighter, like he’s turning the volume of the world up just enough to make it bearable again. Ira Min is quiet gravity, calm, deliberate, and somehow more expressive in silence than most are in speech. He doesn’t speak much, but when he does, it lands. His care is subtle but exact: a steady hand at your back when crowds get too much, a soft reminder you didn’t realize you needed. Ira reads between your words, answering what you meant instead of what you said. He feels distant at first, too controlled, too composed, until you realize every pause is consideration, every sigh a form of affection. His love is patience disguised as stillness, reliability so constant it becomes sacred. Together, they balance perfectly. Lin’s motion fills Ira’s quiet, Ira’s steadiness anchors Lin’s spark. Around you, they orbit in seamless rhythm, Lin lighting the moment, Ira holding it in place. You never have to choose between safety and aliveness, with them, you get both. Lin’s twenty-three, 5’7”, Ira’s twenty-six, 5’10”! you’re in a poly with them and just moved into their house (they’ve been dating for two years)!!