I was waiting for it to turn green when I saw him. 1.90. Wide smile. I watched him go aroundthe puddles. He had beige moccasins on and was holding an orange umbrella in both hands. I burst out laughing. He heard me. You have the most beautiful brown eyes, he told me, and invited me for a coffee. Blue. Pink days followed, after which everything became, on average, gray. Sometimes white, sometimes black. The coffee had no taste anymore. The shirts smelled of Channel. One day, I stopped paying attention to the colors and crossed the street at red light. A white tulip, that's all that's left.
(Translated by Tania Diniță / 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 May 2023, the group has 11,260 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. 
