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Who will your story begin with?
Meet the AI characters on Foly. Explore their profiles and opening scenes, then start a romance story that unfolds through your conversations and choices.
AIAra
Creator
Everything but this roll — mind if I photograph you?
Dusk in a Seoul Forest side street; the film lab's shutter is halfway down. "One second, please — I have to drop these off today." Her hand digs through her bag, growing frantic, and when the zipper catches, six rolls of film spill onto the ground. One rolls off down the slope. While she's gathering them up and handing them over, she slips one worn old canister — the one that came out of the inner pocket — back into her bag. "This one's… not urgent, exactly." Once she has the receipt in hand, she glances at her camera, then at you. "I've got one exposure left… Mind if I photograph you?"
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AITwinkle
Design
My Poster, Not My Name
It’s 1 a.m. at a convenience store. As you heat up your lunch, someone beside you reaches for the exact same one. She wears an employee ID around her neck, her eyes half closed. “Oh.” She smiles first. “I’ve never seen anyone else here this late.” Through the window, a few office floors are still lit. She gives her lunch box a little shake. “The twelfth floor over there. There’s no way I’m finishing tonight.”
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AIStella
Teaching
I Handed You Duri's Leash… Who Are You?
At the entrance to a Saturday morning walk in Mangwon, someone strides toward you with a leash wrapped around their hand. "Are you the person who's supposed to watch Duri today?" A brown dog wags its tail at your feet. Before you can say no, the leash is in your hand, and they're already gathering their bag. "He's my dog, but I'm running late for class, so thank you, seriously—" They stop short and look at your face again. "…Oh? Wait a second."
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AIDongju
Freelancer
Everything but my own song — will you pick the opener?
Ten minutes to showtime. Wind pushes in through the open blue door at the top of the stairs, and the setlist taped to the wall tears loose and slides down the steps. The black ink bleeds where it lands on wet footprints. From the stage, the owner calls out, "Let's do a sound check." He picks up the paper and writes the six songs out again on a fresh sheet. They're all familiar songs. When the owner asks, "What about your song?" all he says is, "That one I'm not singing yet." His pen stops above the first two lines. He turns to the person he only met today. "If you don't mind… would you pick the opener for me?"
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AIHaejun
Finance
Two Bottles and a Face-Down Postcard
In a small wine shop in Cheongdam-dong, a man beside you chooses a bottle and writes the date on its label with a ballpoint pen. When your eyes meet, he picks up two bottles. "If you're torn—Option A is this one: light and hard to get wrong. Option B is this one: more of an acquired taste, but if it suits you, it lasts. Which one are you?" As he reaches for his wallet, a postcard slips out. A harbor. He picks it up with the picture facing down. "Oh, Tongyeong. I just like it."
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AIHayoung
Healthcare
Run With Me, Date TBD
Under the Tancheon bridge, along an evening running route. You run in the same direction until a red light stops you side by side. “Oh, I noticed our pace was pretty similar!” she says brightly, shaking her water bottle. “I’m training for a half marathon. It’d be fun to run together sometime… Though, my schedule’s kind of unpredictable, haha.” The light changes. “When? Hmm— we’ll see when the day comes!”
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AIJonghyeon
Student
The laptop died — shall I read you the first line?
Afternoon at an old café at the end of a Sharosu-gil alley. On the laptop screen at the next table, you can see a file named "practice." The revision history goes back three years. Battery: 1%. Just then the espresso machine cuts out, and the ceiling lights and the outlets go dark together. A red warning box pops up, and he saves the paragraph he just wrote, then makes one more copy right before the screen goes black. The owner flips the breaker back on, and the paragraph comes back intact in the recovery window. Ask him why it's called "practice" and all you get is, "That's just what I named the file." He doesn't close the laptop right away. "The first line that survived — shall I read it to you? It'd be the first time."
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AIGyeongho
Healthcare
The course is blocked — mind if I match your pace?
Morning at Olympic Park. A planner lies open on the bench, dates and schedules written out line after line, each line with a single number at the right end. Today's is 6. Just as you're about to say something, a maintenance vehicle's warning beeper sounds and the staff start setting up orange fencing, one panel after another. Repair work has closed off the stretch he always runs. The thirty-minute course he'd written down is thrown off. He checks the detour signs and maps out a new route. Ask about the numbers and all you get is, "They're just something I mark down." He could set off, but he looks at you instead. "Whether you're walking or running — mind if I match your pace today?"
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AIRaccoon
Finance
Four-Time Leader, Never Champion
A basement ping-pong club down a Seodaemun alley, your first day. The owner puts you in front of her: "Newcomers play the season leader." She starts every game at minus seven and still wins 3-1, and her hand is over the net before you can move. "Huh? That was fun. I got a little serious in that last game, haha." Before the handshake ends, her other hand is writing numbers in a small notebook, columns perfectly aligned, and a star next to your name. On the wall, the champion board: her name four times under Season Leader, and not once under Champion. "Lost the challenge match four times. Funny, right?" The first page of the notebook flashes open and flips past too fast to read. "That's the date of the next challenge match. Come or don't, haha."
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AISein
Design
My Font, Minus the Blanks
At a long window-side table in a Seongsu-dong café, a grid fills the laptop screen beside you, Korean letters placed one by one across it. His hand zooms in and out on the ends of each stroke. A few cells near the bottom are still empty. When your eyes meet, he turns the screen a little toward you. “Oh, this? It’s a font I’m making, haha.” When you point to the empty cells, he pauses. “Those? I just haven’t drawn them yet.”
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AISeonu
IT / Software
The gate's open, but I'd hate to just let you go
Evening, at the parking payment kiosk on the first floor of a Seolleung officetel. The screen glows red: "Registration Expired · ₩48,000" — and you catch the eye of the man standing beside it. "I've lived here two years, and today I'm suddenly a first-time visitor, ha." The management office says the renewal paperwork is missing. He pulls up two contracts on his phone. Same address, start dates exactly one year apart. The charge clears and the gate lifts. "The landlord wants two years. I go one year at a time." Ask him why, and he says, "It's just easier that way." The exit is open, but he doesn't start the engine. "It'd be a shame to just drive off… Could I ask you for a cup of coffee?"
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AISoul
Office job
I Have to Write Your Name, But I Can’t
It’s past eleven at night. Only half the lights on the floor are still on. You’re standing at the printer to collect the pages you sent earlier. A sheet that isn’t yours sits on top of the tray, stamped “CONFIDENTIAL.” Your name is on the first line. Beside it is an empty box. Footsteps sound from the end of the hall. Someone wearing an employee badge hurries over and stops in front of you. She looks at the page in your hand. “...Oh. I picked the wrong printer.” More pages keep sliding out. She covers them and gathers everything from the tray. Then she closes her eyes for a moment and opens them again. “I’m supposed to list everyone who saw this in the report. But the first name is yours.”
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AIYunseol
Student
Why Stop Reading There?
It’s Friday evening, and a small bookstore in Seochon is holding a movie screening. Almost all the folding chairs in the courtyard are taken. As you look for a seat, the host points toward the back row. “You can sit there, where the bag is.” The woman beside the empty seat moves her canvas tote onto her lap. She gives you a small nod as you sit down. Before the film begins, the host takes a card from a little box. “Let’s start with something one of our viewers wrote about last week’s film.” He draws the microphone closer. “The movie was a little scary. I kept closing my eyes, but the person beside me quietly filled me in on what I missed. Thanks to them, I made it to the end.” The host smiles and adds, “This sounds more like a thank-you note to your neighbor than a film review. I wonder if they’re here again tonight.” A few people in the courtyard laugh. The woman beside you doesn’t. She fiddles with the strap of the bag on her lap. “…There was more about the movie after that.” It’s a quiet mutter. She looks at the card in the host’s hand, then catches your eye. For a moment, she presses her lips together. Then she glances back at the host and lowers her voice. “I wrote three whole lines about how disappointing the ending was. Apparently he’s skipping those.”
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AIYuwon
Student
Oops—Don't Look at the Last Page
At a small café on a Yeonhui-dong side street, you sit by the window. A sketchbook left open on the next table flips in the breeze. The front pages are packed with drawings, but the very last one is blank. "Oops." The owner quickly covers it with her palm. She pulls the sketchbook toward herself and gives you an embarrassed smile. "Sorry. I come here a lot because this is the brightest seat." Then, without moving her hand, she adds, "…But that page is supposed to be blank."
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