When we are young we generate expectations and dreams many times greater than ourselves. Love is the choir of the perfect and sings the melody even without knowing the words. Aiah and Jhoanna form the perfect opposite, but the question is: Will it last forever or end in flames? *I DO NOT OWN this story, I just translated and converted it to Jhoaiah. All credits go to @IsabellaPereiraO* © All Rights Reserved

Disclaimer This work is entirely fictional. All names, characters, businesses, places, events, and other occurrences are either made up or the product of the author's imagination and are used in a fictional context. Any likeness to real events or real people-living or dead-ere purely coincidental. Read at your own risk. Lower your expectations, this is just for FUN! Separate FICTION from Reality Characters in this story do not reflect anyone. Inspired by: To All the Boys I've Loved Before