There's a legend about the Serenity Oak Tree that says a ghost appears every summer, right when the fireflies light up the night. One late afternoon at Serenity Park, Archie was taking random photos with a vintage camera he had thrifted from Serenity Antique Shop. When he looked through the pictures at home, one caught his eye-a beautiful girl with long, curly black hair, wearing old-fashioned clothes, painting on a canvas under the oak tree. Fireflies flickered. He tried to find her, but later found out she wasn't just some stranger. She was the ghost from the legend, and the story was real after all.

Maya just wanted a chill summer job at her aunt's serenity bookstore. But peace and quiet? Not happening. Not when a certain lazy guy keeps turning the couch into his daily nap spot.

Kaye always looks like she has it all together - grades, looks, friends, reputation. But what no one knows is that her favorite table in Serenity Coffee Shop is her secret diary spot. She writes rant notes and leaves them behind, thinking no one ever reads them. Until one day... someone writes back.

Underneath Melody's skin, there was a strange glow like tiny stars flickering. Some days it was faint, barely noticeable. Other days, it flared brightly, impossible to hide. The doctors called it "stardust syndrome," a rare and mysterious condition that no one really understood. Her cells shimmered like galaxies, and the doctors warned that the brighter the glow, the closer her own story was reaching its final note. Serenity Records was a little treasure chest of dusty vinyls and forgotten songs-her dad's old shop, full of memories she never got to experience from him.