Alive W!shes

Alien Stage (Web Series)
F/F
F/M
M/M
G
Alive W!shes
Summary
If Till, Ivan, Sua…and Hyuna didn’t die, what would have things look like? If, perhaps, there was another world, where everything was at peace… Then that world would be beautiful. Till would be a great artist. Hyuna would live a fun life…be married or engaged with Luka. Ivan would do good no matter where he was, after all he’s talented and handsome, and Mizi can finally live a happy life with Sua.“But it’s all just a dream, no?” a young, somber voice asked, words cracking mid-sentence. No matter where she looked, all she could feel was nothing. Or maybe her senses were heightened too much…the pain was unbearable for her to bare.But even if it was a lie…she wanted to imagine a world where she could breathe, laugh, and do something that you could actually call “living”.However, she couldn’t dare to imagine. That vision that she pictured had been broken for far too many times. Mizi could no longer hope without feeling unsure of her every thought. She was afraid that even the slightest of hope would come back and break her even more. “Just once, I wish this world wasn’t so cruel…” she cried.Then, she felt a pang on her head.

Chapter 1 - A Love That Comes Alive

“Mizi!” Mizi woke up, her vision slightly blurry as she raised her head. She looked around and found herself in the nurse’s office, with a young man standing in front her. His hair was gray, and his face was pretty familiar. “Are you okay?” The masculine voice seemed to call to her, making her senses feel much clearer

She looked up, and inspected his face closer. “…Till?” she laughed, massaging her head. “I just had this weird dream.”

“Really? What was it all about?”

“…aliens,” Mizi spoke softly. Till hesitated for a second, but after seeing Mizi’s serious face, he concluded: ‘She’s serious.’

But before he could think of something else to say, the door burst open.

“Mizi.”

The pink-haired girl turned to a familiar figure. Her face lit up as she opened her arms for a hug. “Sua!!”

“I heard you fainted during history class.” The figure, Sua rushed over to Mizi, immediately falling onto her bed.

“I did?” Mizi recalled her memories. “Huh. That’s odd.”

Till and Sua glanced to Mizi. “I don’t remember what happened.”

“Are you still feeling sick?” Sua, concerned, placed her hand atop Mizi’s forehead.

Mizi smiled, her faced flused, and shaking her head frantically. “I-I’m fine… I think.”

Sua looked skeptical. Still, she spoke, “I’m glad,” with a complacent grin. “By the way…where’s Till?”

Mizi skimmed around the room. “Huh, wasn’t he just here?”

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“Ivan… Ivan!” Till repeated the latter time much louder. He covered his face as his other hand rested on Ivan’s chest. Ivan smiled, seeming poised as though he wasn’t just now pinning Till on the wall.