She did not attract me at all, we wore just colleagues at work. I'm married, I love my wife, but today I felt what I have not felt since I went on my first trip, at Pelișor Castle. An emotion that made me feel as if my heart had dropped in my stomach, precisely to get devoured. Anastasia took an orange from the desk, and then, with her nails ripped each piece of its peel. I felt the skin on my back pierced and my blood becomes her nail polish. She asked me if I wanted some. I said no. I went home and I called my boss. I'm resigning.
(Translated by Ana Spînu / 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 March 2023, the group has 10,790 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, Luchian Abel, and Vlad Mușat. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
