We introspectively and shyly measure our words and our complexes from head to toe and we keep making mistakes. The blazing glances scribble unforgivingly passionate, sweet photographs on the retina. Between two shots, you tease to break the awkwardness around us, but this obtuse point of view does not help us. It's impossible to be yourself when we decide two destinies at this table. In the end you save us gently, stepping into friendzone. Let me know if you got home safely. I have 109 pages in my diary that will not remain blank.
(Translated by Diana Pașcanu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / 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 April 2022, the group has 8,175 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. 
