But I cannot compete with her. Perfection is the only word I think of, when I think of.. Sophia.

hi roommates au just because im BACKKKKK

Maphinz wattpad story, they're really growing on me, Btw this is just an AU for fun and giggles, this is not real and only a fanfic, this story does not represent what they do or what happened in their actual lives. I just did a SoDani story if u want to go check that out! (if u didn't come from there) I hope you'll enjoy this story, I update frequently, every day there is 1-3 chapters ready for you! enjoy!!<33

⚠️ Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content, mature themes, and strong language. Reader discretion is advised. This is a work of fiction. no gip lol (never)

Katseye girls go on a trip to Florida, two girls in particular have an interesting problem

Megan Skiendiel isn't used to being noticed unless it's for raising her hand in class or fixing someone's tech. Daniela Avanzini, on the other hand, has the whole school wrapped around her finger head cheerleader, effortlessly hot, and emotionally unavailable. They're not exactly friends... but they keep ending up in the same rooms, pulled together by mutual friends, group projects, and shared glances neither of them can explain. Over time, something shifts. Jokes turn into late-night conversations. Side comments turn into lingering touches. And before either of them can name what's happening. With cheer tryouts, group drama, boyfriends, talent scouts, and growing feelings on the line, the question becomes: Can something that started off as pretend... stay pretend?

Sophia and Daniela from Katseye School au cause yk..why not?

Megan can't deal with life anymore. She wants to die , but Daniella won't let her.

Megan didn't think anyone ever noticed her, a nerdy, straight A, nobody. Who would've thought a simple project would change that? (btw ik megan is dyslexic but in this fic she's kind of a bookworm)

Megan has been in love with Daniela for years, and she's never been good at hiding it. Everyone knows it-including Daniela herself. But instead of forcing the feelings or rushing for answers, Megan lets them linger quietly in the open. For her, love isn't a race. It's a current, something to drift along with, something to trust. Daniela, radiant and seemingly unreachable, carries Megan's feelings with a grace that both comforts and confuses her. Their story isn't about grand confessions or instant endings-it's about patience, longing, and the quiet belief that if two people are meant to find each other, they will. It's a story of pining, of waiting, and of love that doesn't demand-but endures.