Synopsis – Respawn as Lovers

She’s a gaming sensation. He’s just a coder with an attitude.
Together, they built a game about love.
But neither of them expected to be trapped inside it.

Rhea—known to millions as Codie, the bold, quick-witted gamer with a sharp tongue and sharper skills—is creating her dream project: a romance-survival game designed for couples, where love isn’t optional—it’s the only way to win.

But Rhea can’t do it alone.

Enter Blaze_King—real name Kapish—a sarcastic, unknown game developer who stumbles upon her livestream and casually applies to help. He doesn’t care about romance, or Codie’s fame. He just wants to code… and maybe challenge the one person who talks more trash than he does.

They argue.
They compete.
They annoy each other to death.

And somehow, they make the perfect dysfunctional dev team.

But one night, while testing a couple mission in the game, a glitch changes everything. Rhea and Kapish wake up not in their chairs, but inside the world they built—trapped in the pixelated universe of their own making.

Now, to escape, they’ll have to play by their own rules: complete tasks meant for lovers, raise their emotional bond, and survive challenges where feelings matter more than weapons.

But how do two people who can’t stand each other fake love long enough to win?

And what happens when the line between pretending and feeling starts to blur?

Enemies. Teammates.
Maybe something more.

Welcome to Respawn as Lovers—where falling in love isn’t just part of the story.
It’s the only way out.

The Whispering Garden was prettier than I remembered building it.


Soft pink fog curled along the grass like it was breathing. Lanterns floated lazily overhead, each one pulsing in sync with something — maybe a heartbeat, maybe a lie.


Not because it wasn't coded well — I made it. Of course it was perfect.


I hated it because it felt too soft. Too quiet.


"This place looks like someone's idea of a dream date."


"And yet you designed every detail. Interesting."


"Right. 'Satire' is definitely why the benches are heart-shaped and everything smells like vanilla and regret."


I shot him a look. He was walking a few feet behind me, hands in his pockets, acting like this was just another stupid mission in another stupid game.


The moment I touched his hand back there — the warmth, the spark — something in my code cracked.


"So what's the next challenge? We throw digital rose petals at each other or write poems in binary?"


The stone archway ahead lit up with another floating message.


"Share one honest feeling with your partner."


Penalty for silence: Emotional Sync Reset.


I turned toward him, arms crossed, channeling every ounce of sarcasm I had left.


"Go ahead, Mr. Developer. Tell me a 'real' feeling."


"Fine. Honest feeling? Your voice is weirdly calm when you're panicking. You pretend to be in control, but you're not. At least not right now."


He smiled — not mockingly. Not arrogantly. Just… like he'd said something true.


I wanted to punch him. Or maybe punch myself for not walking away first.


"I hate when you're right. And… I kinda hate how you make this stupid game feel less lonely."


"You thought something. I heard it in your brain."


He chuckled softly, kicking at a glowing pebble that rolled across the grass and disappeared into mist.


Then the task completed notification lit up the space between us.


"We're gonna have to talk about real feelings more, aren't we?"


"Sure. Until the next task asks us to confess our undying love."


"When that happens, I'm rage-quitting reality."


He laughed again, but this time it felt… softer. He was watching me — not like a rival. Not even like a friend.


Chapter 4 - Honesty Wasn’t in the Game Code