Multi Shot - LingOrm and FreenBecky

LINGORM - 💔 ONE MORE NIGHT 💋

Ling groaned, dropping her head onto the table. 

"I hate her."

"Uh-huh."

"I mean it. She's possessive, obsessive, controlling, arrogant—"

"Still hot though."

"She ruins my life, Junji!"

Junji tilted her head. "You still love her?"

Ling didn't speak. Didn't have to.

Junji sighed, tossing back the rest of her drink.

"Alright. That's it. I'm flipping the script."

Ling blinked. "What?"

Junji's eyes sparkled with pure, chaotic energy. 

"You've been playing her game since the breakup. Time we played ours."

"Junji..."

"No. No more crying. No more crawling. We make her crawl."

"How exactly do you plan on doing that?"

Junji grinned. 

"Simple. We weaponize the one thing she hates more than losing you—watching you move on."

Ling hesitated. "So you want me to... fake-date someone?"

"Oh no. Not just date. We're talking full glow-up arc, soft-launches, mystery gifts, smiling in photos with people who look like they could rearrange your spine."

Ling choked on her drink.

"Let's make her crazy," Junji whispered, eyes gleaming. "Let's make her desperate. And when she comes crawling back, you don't open the door."

Ling stared at her best friend.

And for the first time in weeks—she smiled.

Junji didn't play games. 

She created them.

And this one? 

This was going to be her masterpiece.

Step one: Find a fake rebound. 

Someone dangerously close to Orm's vibe, just enough to confuse the line between replacement and revenge.

This where Lee Sara come.

Junji's friend from med school. 

Half angel, half chaos, glowing skin, legs for days, and the kind of voice that made you think she could whisper you into making very bad decisions. 

She was soft-spoken but sharp, sweet but a little savage when she needed to be. 

And yes—Orm-height. 

A mirror, but glossier.

Junji had the plan locked down like a military operation.

"Okay. We launch phase one tonight," she said, tapping her phone like a mission brief. "You'll meet her at 7 p.m. sharp, no earlier. Don't act too eager. Casual energy. Soft girl vibes. If you laugh, make it effortless. If you smile, make it look like you forgot how to frown. You get me?"

Ling blinked. "You want me to fake date someone who looks like my emotionally unstable ex, act like I'm fine, and hope it triggers a total breakdown?"

Junji sipped her iced americano like a savage. "Exactly. Now shut up and wear something sleeveless. Sara likes collarbones."