A Draft of Us is a story about the kind of love I've always dreamed of... soft, genuine, and meant to feel like home. It's about two people growing together through every season of life, holding onto each other even when things get hard. A love story written from my ideals, my what-ifs, and the feelings i wish were real. -Unamed | A Draft of Us by Khermie

I was a transfer student at her school. Mirielle- the person I cared the most, the one that's by my side when things escalated horribly. A cheerful friend - or so was I thought. But those sweet and lovely moments came to an end when I studied abroad. Adolescent hits and naturally drifted us from being inseparable, the way we lost the connection we built in the past that I've tried so hard not to lose, because she's all I have- Then coincidentally we meet again, then become an enemy-in her eyes.

Once, they were the fiercest competitors on campus; Ava, the relentless prodigy, and Maze, the golden boy who never learned how to lose. Their rivalry burned bright, sharp, and personal. It was supposed to end with graduation. It didn't. Years later, Ava steps into the towering empire of AzarconTech in BGC, not as a student, but as a woman with a mission. Beneath the polished glass and billion-peso brilliance lies a scandal powerful enough to destroy its young CEO. Maze. Every lead pulls Ava deeper into his world. Every encounter blurs the line between past and present. The boy she once fought now stands before her as a man she can no longer read-and perhaps, never truly forgot. As truths unravel and tensions rise, ambition collides with something far more dangerous: unfinished love. In a game built on power, pride, and buried emotions, only one foundation will survive.

- REVISION -

| Kherxia only wanted to write a story. But when her words start writing her back, she begins to wonder. Is she the author... or just another character waiting for her ending? and what ending... What happens when fiction stops being fiction? When the lines blur, and the story you're writing... starts writing you. when the pen writes me instead by khermie. -Read at your own risk- Please, read my note muna. for the warning:))