Jin has been in love with his best friend for ten years and spent five of those years in a relationship with him. But one day, he was forced to face the painful truth-those five years were nothing but a lie. Heartbroken and lonely, he throws himself into writing his new novel, determined to move on. However, his peace is constantly shattered by his next-door neighbor-a notorious player who brings different people over every night, filling the air with moans and humping sounds. Unable to focus and deprived of sleep, Jin reaches his breaking point. Frustrated and drunk, he storms over to confront his noisy neighbor, only to wake up the next morning in the man's bed. His head is pounding, his memories are hazy, and his body feels... different. Just what the hell happened last night? *** This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. The cover is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

Status: Completed -- Mikee and Solomon's story began in a rush - a dizzying dance of fate, a tidal wave pulled in by the moon's insistent tug. Everything felt right. It was a perfect storm. But like most things that burn too bright, too fast, it always risked disappearing just as quickly. Now, Mikee is left wondering: What if everything he believed was real... wasn't? What if it all began with a lie - a carefully hidden betrayal disguised as fate? Their love felt like destiny. But what if it had been built on deception from the very start?