Lysandra Adrianne Siverio

She was friendly-not too friendly, some would say. But who would've thought that her warmth would make her best friends with the youngest Municipal Mayor in the Philippines-all because of one unexpected accident? --- "𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴. . . 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴! 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘦?" His voice was panicked. Hands trembling. "𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴?!" he called out again, louder this time. "𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶. . . 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭." "𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦. . . 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳. 𝘖𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦." "𝘔𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘬𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘢. . . 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦." --- What if... the Mayor confesses his feelings, only to find out that she doesn't know how to receive it? She never had the kind of love that built a home. No foundation. No roots. Just survival. And if-just if-she learns how to love him back... Will the truth make them stronger? Or will it break them beyond repair?

In my monochrome world I dreamed to see and feel colors again despite how intimidating and manly I look. Her. The woman who made me feel colors again with her love and made me see them using her smile. -Xavier Giovanni to Naomi Xyrin Valencia