Kaolennao

* 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜: ♫ Truyện trans đã có permission của writter. ♫ Writer: cisalert ♫ Senku với Gen: Tôi - cậu. ↳ Senku: cậu. ↳ Gen: anh. ▮📢 Yêu cầu không mang bản dịch đi đâu. ONLY WATTPAD!!!▮....✁✁✁✁✁✁✁✁✁A Dr. Stone fanfictionPair: Senku x GenThe night on Senku's birthday, Gen asked Senku to be more honest and open about his feeling. The things that he couldn't do even to Byakuya.Notes: English is not my first language. I apologize if there're any grammatical errors. I hope you enjoy this fanfic.....1 chiếc fanfiction của Dr.StoneCặp đôi được nêu tên: Senku x GenVào đêm ngày sinh nhật của Senku, Gen đã nói Senku hãy trung thực hơn và mở lòng mình. Điều mà cậu thậm chí không thể làm với Byakuya.Notes của writer không liên quan đến truyện nên xin phép không trans." Tôi mong mọi người sẽ thích fanfic này. " - Writer...…

Am0uree_Willsd4rling

1975s.Fredbear's Singin' Show is rebranding. What was once a modest stage attraction is becoming something larger: a family diner filled with music, colorful characters, new mechanical performers, improved mascot costumes, and ambitions considerably bigger than the little building can contain. William Afton and Henry Emily are determined to make it work, which means there is suddenly an extraordinary amount of paperwork to be done.You happen to be looking for a job. It seems simple enough. A secretary's position-answering telephones, organizing appointments, handling correspondence, keeping track of commissions, and occasionally reminding two rather distracted inventors that meetings are, in fact, real things that occur in the physical world. You don't expect much from it. Certainly not that flamboyant man. He's younger than you imagined, surprisingly affable, endlessly talkative, and possessed of the peculiar habit of turning every quiet moment into a conversation. Behind the polished manners and easy smile is a man whose mind never seems to stop moving, forever occupied with machinery, entertainment, costumes, music, and whatever strange idea has caught his attention that afternoon.At first, you're supposedly his personal secretary to assist whatever he needed most.Then his confidante.Then, perhaps, something neither of you quite knows what to call yet.After all, every great performance has to begin somewhere.Sometimes it begins with a stage.Sometimes with a sketch.And sometimes with a nervous woman walking into the wrong office at exactly the right time.…