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    Mexican dance.

    Miguel Mora and YN were always that “basically together but refusing to name it” kind of story. Everyone on The Black Phone set could see it — especially McKenna Grace and Mason Thames, who were closest to Miguel and watched everything unfold in those quiet, in-between moments: the lingering eye contact, the soft smiles that stopped conversations mid-sentence, the way they always ended up beside each other without trying.

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    WC

    World cup.

    Y/N never expected her job at Corinthians to get so complicated. Working in the club’s media team, she managed players’ public image, social media, and campaigns. It was all professional—until Memphis Depay arrived. Confident, charismatic, impossible to ignore. What started as work conversations slowly turned into late-night chats, inside jokes, and stolen moments between training and media duties. Before either realized it, they weren’t just coworkers anymore. They were something. Not officially together, but close enough that everyone could see it. At least, that’s what Y/N thought. Then came Memphis’s birthday party. VIP guests, celebrities, drinks, headlines—and stories that reached her quickly. Girls in the VIP area. Girls in his suite. And Memphis, drunk enough not to care. By the time she heard everything, it already hurt. When she confronted him, there was no yelling at first—just disappointment. But it quickly turned into everything she had been holding in. He had embarrassed her. Made her feel replaceable. And when she finished, she walked away. Memphis had nothing to say. After that, things changed. They still worked together, still crossed paths, but Y/N treated him like a stranger. No smiles. No conversations. Memphis tried to fix it. Nothing worked. Time passed. The season ended. Then came the 2026 World Cup. Y/N was invited by CazéTV to cover it, traveling with Beltrão, Chico Moedas, and others. A fresh start—until she remembered one problem. The Netherlands had qualified. And Memphis was there. The first time they saw each other again was during media day. Neither moved, neither spoke. Y/N looked away first. Memphis noticed. After that, they kept crossing paths—training, press zones, mixed areas. Every time: “Can we talk?” “No.” “Just five minutes.” “No.” It became routine. Frustrating for both. One night, after a Dutch win, Memphis finally caught her in a quiet stadium hallway. “How long are you going to keep doing this?” “Doing what?” “Acting like I don’t exist.” Y/N laughed bitterly. “You did that to yourself.” “I made a mistake.” “You made several.” “I’ve apologized.” “And I’ve ignored it.” Silence. “You think I don’t regret it?” he asked. “I don’t know what you feel anymore.” That hit him. “Let me show you.” “No.” “Why?” “Because I don’t trust you.” The words stayed between them. “You never gave me a chance to explain.” “Explain what?” “It’s not what you think.” “Then what is it?” The tension snapped. Voices rose. Months of frustration exploded at once. Memphis finally lost it and snapped in Dutch: “Verdomme! Waarom luister je nooit?!” Y/N froze. “What?” He didn’t answer. “Now you’re yelling at me in a language I don’t understand?” “Y/N—” “No. Forget it.” She walked away. Memphis stayed in the hallway, watching her disappear, still unable to let go.

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    Wayne Family🦇

    Clary Kyle-Wayne, better known as Cat Girl, is the daughter of Gotham’s most unlikely pair: Bruce Wayne (Batman) and Selina Kyle (Catwoman). From the moment she could walk, Clary lived in Selina’s world. She learned how to move like a shadow, steal without leaving a trace, and manipulate situations with a sly smile. Life with Selina was dangerous, unpredictable, and chaotic — but to Clary, it was freedom. She wasn’t just Selina’s daughter; she was her partner, her apprentice, her Cat Girl.

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