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Superficial Things by elshimore
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SUPERFICIAL THINGS Trivial drama. Stupid games. Petty deals. 
Things Fiel never imagined he'd be dragged into, especially not after finally making it to college. He had only two priorities: school and family. That was the plan. But within the first few weeks, reality hit harder than he expected. Overwhelmed and cornered, he found himself making a deal he never thought he'd consider; with none other than the school's infamous heartbreaker. Karson Icarus Silverio. A name that screamed wealth, charm, and trouble. All Karson wanted was to win over Fiel's best friend. And Fiel? He just wanted the cash. Becoming a reluctant wingman felt like a small price to pay...at first. But as the days blurred and boundaries thinned, Fiel began to realize something unsettling: nothing was going according to plan. And maybe, there was more between him and Silverio than either of them cared to admit. Questions started to race in his head. How long could they keep pretending? 
And when would they admit that these weren't just superficial things anymore? Nonetheless, when a pill is begging to be swallowed, it would be difficult to deny it. Not when it keeps you up until dawn.
Always Have Been, Always Will Be | ✓ by elshimore
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Somersault Boys Series #1 Might not. Probably won't. Maybe never. Unlikely. Doubtful. Despite being everything he could have been, Elize constantly settled in the dark, lurking with the impossibles and uncertainties. He believed that he would grow up and take the path of life in a single route with one straight line; no turns, no shortcuts. Perhaps it was because his one and only flesh and blood prompted him to think that if he didn't act like how he was made and how he was supposed to be, he would never reach the light at the end of the tunnel, or never reach his dreams, never be accepted, never be treated seriously...never be loved. The word "Always" was never in Elize's vocabulary-an exception with always doubting, always trying, always...just dreaming. But never the good kind of "Always". Then he tasted it, the bittersweet sensation in his tongue when his mother left him to work abroad. Elize then started to thrive, meet new friends, socialize, be a human...fall in love. For the first time, Elize felt free, felt genuine, felt...guilty? Guilty...was it because he felt glad his mother left, or because he met someone that made him start to feel the Always' in his Nevers? Regardless, he dedicated his whole life in chasing that assurance in his world of doubts, and he simply could not back out now. But when good things come to an end, the choice is yours if you want to let it go, or fight for it. If you choose the latter, make sure to draw blood and fight until you're dead. Just like Elize did.