𝐓𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 : a Filipino term that means destiny and fate.
A famous ballet dancer, the Prima Ballerina, the graceful dancer, a half-asian dancer, who's adored by many.
Y/n Magindara has dedicated her life to dancing in ballet theaters ever since...
𝐀/𝐍: Just a reminder, dear readers, this is an Enemies to Friends to Lovers story.
Also, to everyone who doesn't know or hasn't read the description of this book, this story only updates on Sunday because it is the only day that I only have time to update. Thank you!
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"You did not inform me that that woman is too hard to speak with," Draco complained at Marc, who is already sniggering at Draco's complaint.
Marc truly had forgotten to tell Draco that Y/n could be irritating sometimes — well, only to those men, who she barely knew and is not her friends. Although, Marc quite enjoyed watching Draco complaining about how irritating his inspiration-to-be was.
"Calm down, Draco." Marc chuckled. "I didn't mean to forget to tell you. I'm sorry."
"How can you apologize?!" He exclaimed. "That woman clearly knows my one-night stands with other women. She clearly won't talk to me because of that. How can you be friends with her? You're a guy too!"
This just only made Marc want to laugh loudly. A laugh that could be heard next door, Draco's neighbour.
Yes, both of the young men are at Draco's apartment. Draco called Marc, for he wanted to know what will he be dealing with when he persuade Y/n to be his inspiration for his new book because he knows that making Y/n his inspiration will make his book sell out, especially when this young woman is interesting.
"You need to calm down, Draco," Marc uttered, taking a piece of grape on the coffee table and tossing it into his mouth.
Draco, who was sitting across from Marc, stood up and walked to the kitchen to get something to drink. A wine perhaps to calm his nerves.
"How can I?" He exclaimed, closing the fridge with a loud -- not really loud -- slam. "That woman has problems. She's aggravating, let alone vile!"
"But she wasn't like that to me? She's truly sweet."
"Of course, you would say that. You're her friend." Then there Draco came to a realization that Marc is a man too. "Speaking of which, you are a man too. Tell me..." He walked back to the living room, forgetting that he was supposed to drink wine and had left the bottle on the counter. "Tell me, how did you become her friend. Surely, you must have gone through a lot just to be friends with that woman."
