🦋🌸 Blooming Love: Levi's Story 🌸🦋 Levi had been fragile since birth-his body weak, his heart diseased. Hospital walls became the borders of his world. He couldn't run, couldn't play, and meals were measured by what wouldn't harm him. His days were filled with silence and slow breaths, until one afternoon, his sister handed him a novel: Blooming Love. It was a melodramatic tale filled with love, betrayal, and redemption. At its center was Lily-a beautiful, gentle girl adored by everyone-and Jack, the cold playboy who became a man in love after meeting her. The world in the book bent toward Lily's charm. Everyone rushed to protect her. But Levi's heart was captured by someone else: Elias. The villain. Cold. Alone. Despised. Elias, Jack's half-brother, was born from a love that was never acknowledged. His father, Lucus, favored Jack and cast Elias aside. But Elias-brilliant and unyielding-rose from the ashes of neglect to build the Starlight Corporation, a tech empire forged through pain and persistence. He was betrayed, hated, and finally-killed in a cruel car accident planned by Jack and Lily. Levi couldn't stop thinking about him. He was also drawn to the novel for another reason- There was a character who shared his name. As the pages turned, Levi's sympathy grew into something more tender, more aching. He cried for Elias. He loved him. > "If I could," Levi whispered in the quiet of his hospital room, "I'd save you. I'd give you all the love you were denied. I'd be your light." That night, Levi's fragile heart gave out. But it wasn't the end. 🌟 He woke again-not in the hospital-but inside the novel itself. A soft voice echoed beside him-a cute little system, fluttering like a guide through fate. And Levi? He was no longer just a reader. He was the rewrite. 🦋 To heal the villain's broken heart. 🦋 To change a tragedy into a love story. 🦋 To love Elias-not as a character, but as a man finally deserving the light.

🌸💫 ˗ˏˋ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 ˎˊ˗ 💫🌸 The morning bloomed beneath a curtain of rain, soft and shimmering like silver lace. Ethan stood by the roadside - late, breathless, and utterly drenched. His light brown curls clung to his forehead, his white shirt translucent against his slender frame, and his amber eyes glowed like drops of honey caught in the storm. He looked like a lost bunny in the rain - delicate, trembling, and heartbreakingly beautiful. Then, a sleek black car glided to a stop beside him. The window lowered, and the world seemed to still. Behind it sat a man of quiet elegance - sharp jawline, dark hair brushing his collar, and eyes that gleamed like green auroras beneath the clouds. His voice, low and composed, brushed against Ethan's heart like velvet. "Get in," he said. Ethan hesitated only for a moment before obeying, his pulse fluttering like raindrops against glass. The stranger did not smile - and yet, something about him lingered. His silence carried gravity, his gaze a calm storm that drew Ethan in completely. Later, in class, whispers floated through the air - the new French professor, cold and beautiful, a man of impossible charm. Ethan barely heard them... until the door opened. And time stopped. The rain's stranger now stood at the front of the room - poised, refined, untouchable. His eyes met Ethan's across the space, steady and unreadable. In that single heartbeat, Ethan forgot how to breathe. The man who had saved him from the storm... was now his professor. And as the rain tapped softly against the windows, Ethan realized - 🌷 Sunshine may warm the world... but some hearts only learn to beat when rain meets a gaze that cannot be forgotten. 🌷

🌸 "Petals of the Past, Moonlight of the Future" 🌙 Eve Moretti was a boy of sunlight and storms-innocent, rebellious, and too easily swayed by the world's whispers. After losing his kind mother at five, his father remarried a gentle woman named Lucy, who brought with her a quiet, brilliant son: Tristan. Tristan was everything Eve wasn't-composed, thoughtful, calm as moonlight. And though they were not bound by blood, a deep bond grew between them. But as they grew older, Tristan's love for Eve quietly turned into something deeper, something forbidden. Afraid of his own feelings, Tristan began to distance himself-softly, painfully, with a love too powerful to touch. Eve, confused and heartbroken by Tristan's sudden coldness, didn't understand. Lonely and vulnerable, he fell into the trap of two false friends, Jacub and Brad, who poisoned his mind with lies: "Your brother doesn't love you. Everyone prefers Tristan." And Eve, naïve and aching, believed them. He turned his back on his family and walked into ruin. They used him, drained his money, and left him drowning in debt. When death came for him, it was Tristan who stepped into the path of the bullet-saving Eve with his last breath. Only then did Eve understand the love he had lost. Grief-stricken, he ended his life... and awoke in the past. Tristan was alive. Nothing had gone wrong-yet. This time, Eve would not let the thorns win. This time, he would protect Tristan. This time, he would cherish the love he had once missed. What he doesn't yet know... is that Tristan's love still burns. Quietly. Fiercely. Unspoken. 🌙 A second chance. 🌸 A forbidden love. And a question only time can answer- Can they bloom together under a different moon?