Clara X Miku They rehearsed every line. Except the one where Miku fell in love with Clara. This is the story of two actresses, one moment caught off camera, and the wildfire that followed. Of hands held in secret. Of stolen glances dissected by strangers. Of betrayal, backlash, and breaking free. In a world of lights, edits, and perfect takes, what happens when the truth is the only thing you don't get to rehearse? But love this loud can't stay quiet. And maybe the most honest thing they've ever done... was never acting at all.

This is a work of fiction, the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner, any resemblance is purely coincidental.

At St. Dominic's Academy, power is currency, secrets are weapons, and love is the most dangerous liability of all. Yumeko Jabami arrives wrapped in mystery-too calm, too fearless, too unafraid of the games that destroy others. By her side stands Kira Timurov, the untouchable Student Council President, raised to rule with cold precision and taught that emotions are weakness. Bound by an arrangement forged long before they could choose for themselves, their engagement is meant to be strategic... controlled... emotionless. But feelings don't obey rules. As Yumeko climbs the ranks and Kira's iron control begins to fracture, old enemies resurface, watching from the shadows. Sayaka Igarashi-once trusted, now fallen-returns with twisted intentions, manipulation, and secrets that threaten to tear everything apart. Behind her, darker forces move silently, deciding that Yumeko Jabami is a problem that must be erased before she can claim her future. Between deadly gambles, political schemes, and a love that refuses to stay hidden, Yumeko and Kira must decide what they are willing to sacrifice: power, legacy... or each other. Because in a world where control is everything, loving someone might be the riskiest gamble of all.

Kira Timurov-rich, ruthless, possibly allergic to normal human emotion-tries to write a normal love letter to her crush, Yumeko Kawamoto. Unfortunately, her definition of "normal" includes fake deaths, suspicious perfume, and a suspiciously flammable envelope. Somehow, instead of getting expelled (or exorcised), she ends up with a kiss, a girlfriend, and a growing list of crimes against romance.

NOT MY WORK - THIS IS ECCENTRIC BY it4lic Hey everyone, To all those who were deprived of experiencing this masterpiece, this book is for you. It was truly unfair that the author vanished without a trace, leaving such an incredible story incomplete in the eyes of readers. This story deserves to be shared, celebrated, and loved by many. To the author: I sincerely apologize for reposting it on Wattpad, but I couldn't let your work fade into obscurity. You deserve recognition, appreciation, and the credit for creating something so beautiful. Thank you for sharing your talent with the world-your story will never be forgotten.

Not all love stories begin with a spark. Some begin with silence. With distance. With two people who once knew everything about each other-then became strangers with shared memories. This is a story about endings that weren't really endings. About the kind of love that lingers even after goodbye. When time moved on, and so did they-just not completely. Not in the ways that mattered. It's about the ache of what could've been. The quiet hope that maybe, someday, the right time will come. And when it does-it's not about picking up where they left off. It's about meeting again as new versions of themselves, shaped by the years apart... and choosing each other, this time, with eyes wide open. Because sometimes, the most beautiful chapters are the ones you never thought you'd get to write. AN:// HOLA BISHES. SO, THIS IS THE BOOK II OF SCAR TISSUES. GO READ IT TO UNBREAK YOUR YUMEKIRA HEART.

At St. Dominic's Prep, power is everything-and it's won through gambling. Games decide status, freedom, and future. Wealth, reputation, manipulation-they're the true currency. Ruling it all is Kira Timurov, the cold, flawless Student Council President. She doesn't bluff-because she never loses. Emotions? Useless. Until her father, the school's secret benefactor, gives her one condition: "Find someone who truly loves you-or lose your claim as heir." Furious, Kira turns love into a game. She'll fake it. Manipulate it. Win, as always. Then comes Yumeko Jabami-a beautiful, thrill-seeking transfer student who gambles for fun, not power. She's chaotic, fearless, and utterly unpredictable. Their first encounter? A reckless bluff in front of the entire school. Yumeko loses-then laughs. And for the first time, Kira's perfect mask slips. Yumeko is wild. Mysterious. The perfect pawn. But as the fake romance deepens and the games grow dangerous, Kira faces something she can't control: Real emotion. And Yumeko? She doesn't fake anything. Or Your fake-dating au.

Mary is curious - a bit too curious for her own liking. She wants to know why the vice president chose her, why she suddenly gained interest after Mary won the House War. But most importantly - Mary wants to know what's under her mask. Here's a little reimagining of the Bet series focused on Meari because I am obsessed with them. (Crossposted from AO3 uwu)

Yumeko Jabami\OFC & Kira Timurov\OFC "It couldn't have happened like this - it's just impossible... She hated her from the very first glance... or was she remembering what had once been between them? It was all her fault. But can the main character suppress everything she feels and open her heart to Yumeko Jabami again?" This is a Yumeko/OFC fanfic. In my first fanfic this girl wasn't there at all, so why not give it a try this time? I hope you Yumeko fans will appreciate it. !Backgroud relationships with Kira! My main character stays the same, so I won't go into too much detail about her life. But if you're curious, you can read my first fanfic - she's described there in much more depth. Only a few details will be changed here. Thanks for your attention! The plot of this fanfic is quite different from my first one!

Yumeko knew the moment it began. It started as curiosity, then twisted into a relentless hunger she couldn't name. With a past haunted by shadows and stitched with pain, she knew better than to crave something so poisonous and wounded. But some darkness feels like home. Whatever Kira's done to her, the chains are tightening, and it's already late to break free.