Do we know each other? you said. Yes, you fool, you picked up my things and put them back in my bag when I fell, how could you remember the color of my eyes when on that very day I went out without wearing a bra? I didn't tell you, but I thought about it. It was autumn when we met again. We were in love the whole season. Ah. I woke up from my
day-dream when dad chirped moodily in my ear beckoning me to recover my spirits. I closed my eyes, sighing, leaned over the cake and blew the candle. Let it be autumn, I whispered.
(Translated by Alexandra Lica / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In September 2021, the group has 7.150 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
