Brendan Clearly. He was the lad I liked since I was barely out of pigtails, the one who never slagged me off when the rest of the boys thought it was gas. He was different. Always smiling, always asking me if I'd eaten, like some little mammy trapped in a seventeen-year-old fella's body. It sounds stupid, but those tiny things kept me going. And then I went and wrecked it. Not just with him-no, I managed to shatter it with all of them. My friends, the ones who made the halls feel less lonely, the ones who kept me tethered here when the world felt too heavy. Gone. Because of me. Just a mistake, that's all it was, but a mistake that cost me everything. And now when I see him across the yard, laughing with the others, it's like a knife. He doesn't even look my way. And I deserve that, don't I? *** Caoimhe Kavanagh. Once upon a time she was my best mate. The kind of girl you'd sit on a wall with for hours, talking about nothing and everything. She was soft, kind, never the type to go looking for trouble. But now? I hardly recognise her. She's gone cold, sharp, always hanging 'round with that crowd-the type of people you know are only bad news. Ciggies tucked in their sleeves, mouths full of poison. And she's right there in the middle of it, like she belongs to them now. Part of me wants to write her off, tell myself she's not the Caoimhe I knew. That girl's dead and gone. But... I can't. I remember too much. The way she used to laugh, the way she'd defend you even when you were being a gobshite, the way she cared more than she ever let on. That's still inside her, I swear it is. I don't care how hard she tries to hide behind the mask she's wearing now-I know my friend is in there somewhere. And I'll drag her back if I have to. Because she's worth it.

Tadhg lynch doesn't do feelings. He does trouble. Charm. And saying exactly the wrong thing at the right time. Sixteen, mouthy, and impossible to handle, Tadhg is the kind of boy teachers warn you about- and girls don't listen. Then there's Bethany Gibson. She talks too much. Laughs too loud. Acts like nothing in her life has ever gone wrong. He doesn't believe it. And for some reason, he can't leave her alone. What starts as messing with her turns into something else- something a lot harder to ignore. Because Bethany's hiding something. And Tadhg's starting to look a little too closely.

Edel doesn't do soft. She doesn't do safe. And she definitely doesn't do sober. She walks into BCS with sharp eyes, dirty secrets, and an addiction she pretends she controls. A dead father. An alcoholic mother. A home that never felt like one. Until John Kavanagh. John has money, a future, and a family that still works. A life Edel was never meant to touch. Different worlds. Same school. She doesn't need saving. He doesn't know he's trying anyway. Some girls don't run because they're reckless. They run because staying would kill them.

"The addiction didn't love her, I did." A.J. Lynch has it all-talent, confidence, and a name that carries weight at Tommen College. Christina Holland? She's the girl he's meant to hate. Christina's reputation comes before her-and A.J. knows exactly who her father is. He should hate her. But the more he sees her, the harder that gets.

Amira, daughter of Emmaline Leila Warner and Kai Kishimoto, was born into a world finally rebuilt-quiet, orderly, and seemingly perfect. But her parents knew better than to trust peace. Beneath the calm, they sensed the cracks. So they trained their children the way they had been trained-sharpened, watchful, ready. Because safety is never promised, and the next threat is always closer than it seems. - see me (by jackssfox) fanfiction

So I thought hmmm. Seeing the situation and how everything might be like not coming back . I wanted to like maybe just maybe post my see me one shots that I never thought would get posted hehe .

These are just fun little one shots I'm gonna post when I'm bored. THANKS TO MY VANYA

𝟐𝟎 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑... ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ It's been 20 years since Juliette Ferrars and Aaron Warner have taken over The Reestablishment and rebuilt the lives of the world for the better. 𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒍𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒓 is the light of her parents lives: clever, cunning, and unafraid to resist anybody who dares to challenge her. But beneath the ruthless exterior lies her mother's heart, gentle, kind yet determined, and she's ready to show the world what she's got. 𝒌𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒐 is his fathers son. Mischievous, loud and impossible not to laugh with. He has Kenji's warmth, but Nazeera's quiet strength. Deep in his heart, he wants to make a change-he wants to leave his mark on the world. Kian is more than just the legacy of his parents, he's his own untouchable forced, and he's ready to take to his place in a world that's still finding balance. When a group of old Reestablishment supremacists suddenly emerges, the-already-fragile peace that Aaron and Juliette fought so hard to build begins to crumble. Elodie and Kian find themselves thrusted into a world that they've only ever heard bedtime stories about. When their past refuses to be silenced, how far will they go to protect what they love?

Alia has always been easy to overlook silent, reserved, blending into the background like a ghost. But she sees everything. She sees the way Adam carries the weight of his past, the way he clings to his anger because it's easier than letting go. And maybe, just maybe, she sees something in him that no one else does. Adam never planned to notice her. She was just there, quiet, unobtrusive, drawing in her notebook while the world moved on without her. But somehow, she became a constant. A quiet presence in the chaos of his life. And the more he notices her, the more he realizes, he doesn't want to stop. A story of slow healing, quiet understanding, and love that sneaks up when you least expect it. Cover does not belong to me. Credits to the owner. [started march 2025 - finished april 2025]