Alamat R-ji's Fanfiction

Yani.. I trusted her more than anyone. On that quiet rooftop, I let my walls down. But one tragedy shattered everything, and all that was left between us was silence... and hate. For years, I held on to that anger - thinking it would help me forget. Just when I started to heal, to open my heart to someone who never walked away... she showed up again. And all the pain I buried came rushing back. Cassidy.. I went through hell - alone. I carried the weight of everything without anyone to hold me. Not even him. I never expected forgiveness. But when I saw him again, I still hoped... only to be met with the same coldness I've carried in my own chest. His eyes didn't just look past me - they burned with the hatred I've tried to live with every single day. --- Yani and Cassidy ❤️

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NOTE: THIS IS PURE FICTION.

I've always been just a fan. A silent viewer behind the screen. Sa bawat vlog na ina-upload nila, I felt closer to them-lalo na kay Jeo. He wasn't just a vlogger to me. He was the kind of person who could make my worst days lighter, just by being himself on cam. Pero that's the thing about being a fan... they don't know I exist. I cheer for them, admire them, minsan nananaginip na mameet sila sa personal. I thought it would always stay that way. Until one day, fate decided to twist our story. Until one moment, Jeo's eyes finally landed on me. At doon nabago ang buhay ko. Because this is not just about me being a fan. This is about how I became part of his story, too.

(ONE-SHOT | PREQUEL | COMPLETED) A line without a hook. For some, it's nothing more than a phrase, an empty sentence. But for me, it means something heavier. Something that aches. Because how do you love someone you don't truly know? How do you care so deeply for a person you've never shared a bond with, someone you know in your heart will always be out of reach? It feels like holding a line between us, thin and fragile. There's a connection, yes, but it doesn't hold. It doesn't pull him closer. Because the line has no hook. And without a hook, he will never be mine. So I sit there, quietly, watching him live his passion, watching him do what he loves. And somehow, that becomes enough for me. If you've ever loved someone like Vico Sotto, you'll understand. This is what it feels like, to love with a line that will never catch. To love with no hook.

(COMPLETED) Akala ko ang pagmamahal ay kailangang isigaw upang mapansin. Akala ko kailangang isulat ito sa pagitan ng mga pahina ng tadhana para mabasa mo, o iparinig sa'yo sa pamamagitan ng tinig kong nanginginig sa damdamin. Akala ko kailangang haplusin ang puso mo gamit ang mga palad kong umaasa, para maramdaman mong totoo ito ‎ ‎Ngunit habang lumilipas ang panahon, minahal kita sa paraang ako lamang ang nakakaalam, sa isang tahimik na pag-asang maaabot ka nito mula sa malayo. ‎ Hindi ko alam, pero pati pala ang katahimikan ay may tinig, isang tinig na nagkukuwento ng damdaming pilit kong ikinubli. ‎ 'Yon pala, kaya kitang mahalin kahit walang salitang binibitawan-kaya kitang mahalin nang tahimik."

Aurora Mari idolizes The Juans ever since she was in high school. As she grew older, she always wanted to meet them. Little by little, she realized that she is falling to him. As days pass quickly, will she be able to see them? Does she have the opportunity to meet the bassist of her life?

You thought it was just a glance. So why do you still remember it until now? Sometimes, the ones without a label... are the hardest to forget. It was supposed to be just a one and a half month internship. But one look, one unexpected breakfast, and a few quiet nights later, something unspoken started to grow. They had a deal: once the duty ends, whatever that was ends too. But what happens when, years later, you see each other again... and the look feels exactly the same? A fan-fic story of Gian Bernardino, the lead vocalist of the band "Cup of Joe"

Gian and Isay's story starts with a little bump-literally. From awkward apologies to playful teasing, food trips around QC, and shared late-night texts, they take things slow, figuring out what this connection really means. No rush, no pressure, just two people navigating friendship, crushes, and maybe something more. What happens next? Well... that's still brewing.