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Mire carried quiet storms in her eyes-soft-spoken, book-bound, the kind of girl who felt like a secret whispered at midnight.
Rin was the opposite: sunlight in sneakers, all bright laughter and clumsy joy, a spark always looking for something to ignite.
No one understood how they fit.
Mire was the dark-academia mystery.
Rin was the golden-retriever sunshine.
But the universe had stitched their souls together long before they knew it.
They collided in a tiny café-Mire apologizing in a whisper, Rin forgiving her in a grin. Rin fell first; Mire fell silently, but somehow deeper.
Rin steadied Mire's storms.
Mire softened Rin's wildfire.
Complete opposites.
A match made in heaven.
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grumpy bottom × bubbly top - Mire the quiet storm, Rin the unstoppable sunshine; total opposites, total soulmates, a match made in heaven written in opposite tropes..