oubaitori series
2 stories
Soft Hearts and Stolen Glances (Oubaitori Series #1) by seraphiclatibule
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Ashanti has always been the girl everyone admires. The girl who moves with grace, speaks with certainty, and never falters under the weight of expectations. She is everyone's pride, their standard, their perfect girl. But when the world isn't watching, she exhales deeply and wonders about a lot of things. Because beneath the perfection everyone perceives her to be, she is just a girl who badly wants to rest, to breathe, and to be seen beyond who she is supposed to be. Then there's Ukiyo Naz. The happy-go-lucky guy, gentle and God-fearing. He doesn't look at her with expectations, but rather as someone to be understood. He notices the way her shoulders tense before she speaks, the way her gaze last long on open skies as if searching for something she longs to have. And when she meets his eyes, she finds something she never expected... a place where she can be herself. But others say the love they had was delicate and easy to break. So when a flood of expectations clashes with a love that asks for nothing but pure honesty and sincerity, Ashanti was left with one question... "Am I brave enough to choose a love that allows me to be free?"
Some Mornings are Forever (Oubaitori Series #2) by seraphiclatibule
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Some mornings pass quietly. Some stay with you even after the day ends. Yet, some mornings change everything. At Belrose Academy of Arts, Aurora and Caelum find each other in the spaces between music and silence, between what's promised and what's possible. She moves as if every step is borrowed time, while he moves as if time has already run out. She carries a vow made a long time ago, while he carries a future that isn't his. She's chasing the feeling of being alive, while he's trying to remember what that feels like. And in a world full of uncertainties, they learn to hold on to the imperfect moments that make them feel alive... ...because some mornings stay long, even after the curtain falls.