Thread Truncated (Cap Enforced)
Only the first 20 tweets are unrolled into slides to ensure reliable PDF exporting and high server performance.
Canvas & Ratio
Choose your destination platform format
Layout Template
Choose a content structure for your slides
Preset Themes
Typography & Sizing
Brand Kit Customization
AGENCYConfigure brand assets for headers & footers
Outro Slide CTA
Customize your closing call-to-action slide
Background Pattern
Build Your Carousel
Drag and drop any post card below onto a slide, or use the quick buttons to insert content/images instantly!
For WWX's 17th birthday, his bff LWJ gives him a jar full of origami stars to decorate his room. LWJ buys the colorful paper himself, cuts them in little stripes, and folds each tiny star carefully. What WWX doesn't know, is that LWJ wrote a confession inside each of the stars.
He doesn't think he's in danger of being found out. He's also giving WWX a bunny plushie and he knows that gift will get more attention. The star jar will pass as something just for decoration, and that is fine. There's only a tiny chance WWX will see them. LWJ leaves it to fate.
As he predicted, WWX never reads his confessions. He puts the jar up on a shelf in his room and sometimes looks at it fondly, but never even thinks to open the stars. He and LWJ stay friends, and LWJ stays quiet about how the jar holds each one of his deepest secrets.
They go to different colleges. They try staying in touch, but it's hard, and eventually they grow apart. For a few years they each live their lives, with separate friends, but always remembering each other. And then, years later, there's a new teacher in the school LWJ works at.
There's a lot of noise in the teacher's office next to LWJs. He tries focusing on his work, but curiosity gets the better out of him, and he goes looking. The new teacher isn't in the room. All LWJ sees is a mess of books and papers. And a star jar, right on the teacher's desk.
The jar is old, and there's one tiny hairline crack along the side of it, like it fell down and almost broke. It's tightly closed, and there are no specs of dust on it. The stars inside are all brand new. Unopened. LWJ would recognize them anywhere.
He goes back to his office and tries to breathe. Wei Ying is here. Wei Ying is here. He manages to calm down a little, and the next time he hears the teacher coming up on the hallway, LWJ goes out of his office again.
WWX lets all of his books fall to the ground when he sees him. LWJ helps him pick them back up, but it's hard when he can't look away from WWX's face. There is an awkward conversation, there is stuttering, and there are hidden, secret smiles.
WWX goes back inside his office and, keeping his body in front of the jar so LWJ won't notice, quickly hides it in a drawer. What would LWJ even think if he knew WWX still had it? That he kept it as his lucky charm all these years? How embarrassing! LWJ still sees him hiding it.
He doesn't mention it that day. Instead, he helps WWX get set up, gives him a tour of the school, bumps into his arms a little too much. When the day ends, they say goodbye at the gates, and for the first time in years, WWX feels butterflies in his stomach.
LWJ doesn't mention it the next day. Or the next. Or the next. He checks again, but after that first day, WWX never puts the jar on display. For a while, he thinks WWX took it back home. But then he sees a flicker of colorful paper when WWX opens his drawer. It's still there.
Getting reacquainted with LWJ feels like a roller coaster ride. They each did so much on their years apart. It feels like getting to know a new person every bit as much as it feels like they spent no time without each other at all. WWX falls in love again in a matter of days.
LWJ, on the other hand, thinks he never fell out of love. If he ever thought he did, he was clearly lying to himself. He relearns WWX's laugh and thought patterns over coffee cups and graded exams.
The months go by like that. They spend every free moment they can together, and even go back to their playful banter. WWX makes fun of LWJ's teaching subject, and LWJ makes fun of his. And then, one day, LWJ goes by the closed doors of WWX's office and hears his muffled crying.
LWJ opens the door. WWX is crouching on the floor behind his desk. As soon as LWJ comes in, he wipes his tears. "Wei Ying? What happened?" "Nothing! I'm- I'm just stressed out." He doesn't look like he's just stressed out. LWJ takes a step in his direction. "Don't come here!"
LWJ stops. But WWX looks like he's in distress, and LWJ knows that look too well. "Are you hurt?" LWJ asks. WWX has the habit of hiding it. "No, I'm-" LWJ goes behind the desk with him, and sees a sea of broken glass and colorful stars on the floor.
It's a complete mess. The drawer is halfway open on WWX's desk, its wooden bottom broken and rotten inside. The jar wan't the only thing that fell. Scattered across the floors there are also three text books and a few pens. "Oh," LWJ says.
"It's ruined," WWX sniffs. He bends down and lifts a book from the floor. Under it, a dozen tiny stars, crumpled. "You probably don't even remember giving these to me, but..." "I remember," LWJ says. "Of course I remember."
That only makes WWX cry harder. He starts sifting through the mess, trying to take every single star back. He moves the shards of glass aside, not caring for his safety. LWJ takes his wrists and pulls him upright. "Wei Ying." "I have to get them," he says. "I can't lose them."
LWJ looks down. A few of the crumpled stars are showing a bit of the writing inside. A few of them are torn apart. It makes him panic, even if they were written years ago. He still feels like those feelings are raw inside him. Can Wei Ying see them? Did he notice it?