How would you face the world after having experienced a tragedy that has paralyzed your whole system? Maybe for some people, they will choose to hide. Choose to cry about it all day and night. Choose to run. They will choose to refuse the reality that has been served in front of them. But for Channel? Life is too precious to waste time on something that won't help you grow and move forward, especially if she had been given a second chance to live her life, even if that meant she had to face life, carrying the memories that happened 'that night.' For a girl who didn't wish for anything but to live when she was facing a life and death situation? She couldn't ask for more. But, what if destiny is also like the weather? Unpredictable. Will her second life be worth fighting for? Or would she beg again, but this time to give it to someone else? Channel Hail Valdez: The Face of Bravery (Cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner)

With each raindrop, I always look up and smile. Each time thunder competes with lightning and lightning proves how undethronable the power it holds is, I can't help but be mesmerized, especially when the main event steals the show by making a colorful entrance. The rainbow. I found these performances of atmosphere soothing and remarkable, and I could give you my word that I wasn't losing my mind. I'm certain of that. It's just that... Rain reminds me of those days. Those magical moments I had. That did happen every time the sky released its emotions. I still remember when I spent all my firsts with him. The first time we met, the first time I ran to him, the first time his lips crashed onto mine, the first time I confessed, the first time we fought, the first time I cried, the first time I woke beside him, and the first time we said our first thank yous to each other. All of those firsts were with him, and strangely, but mind-blowingly, the skies were gray, being highlighted by mixing fast lights. And from that moment on, I said to myself, the rain will stop, but my heart will always belong to that person. My umbrella against the heavy downpour of life. But then she kicked in. My rainbow. I realized suddenly that, in the midst of the misty rain, the umbrella that got left behind would find its way out. To reach for her. To walk down a new path toward the future with nothing else in mind but the bliss of finally getting his prize. He could now run to me and whisper, "The rain stops, Yuri. I'm here now". Yuri Allisson Melendez: The Heart of Bravery (Cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner)

A lot of people believe that love is the most omnipotent rival you can come across, as humans are too feeble to prove their solidity against it. I almost concurred--on the verge, to be exact--until I heard about this underrated archenemy, Time. Due to the fact that it is rarely tackled, no one is paying much attention to the repercussions it can cause. You can love a person yet accept the reality that it won't last for infinity. Any minute, wherever you are, whatever's currently occurring on your road, Time will constantly tick, ring, and, worst of all, remind you why it is labeled as the underrated but merciless opponent among the existing ones out there. Where will love take place if, from the very beginning, you knew that Azrael might press the break and park right in front of you? Of course, with the primary aim of taking you with him. This is the story of us. Started before the chicken created a noise, forgotten just like our childhood toys, came back just like the sun producing a golden hour to remind us tomorrow you'll witness its beauty once more, and ended as the wind creating a connection with you even though you never saw its figure, what it looks like, or what its name was. You just felt it to the bone--enough to call it real. Despite it didn't touch the commencement of perpetuity. The days were worthwhile. Feisty Annalei Madrigal: The Body of Bravery (Cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner)