When Manon, got the letter saying she was accepted into geffen academy. The best sports school in the country. She had one goal. Join the soccer team and prove her worth and how good she is. The only problem is, Manon isn't the best at being on time. And pushing herself. She was the best on her school team. But geffen academy was on a different level. And level she had not realized she needed to be on. So when she barely makes the soccer team, and meets the team captain. Perfectionism as a person. Timely and precise, incredibly good at soccer. Her first impression isn't great. Actually it ended up being really bad. So she made enemies with her captain. She is so screwed.

Daniela x Manon Hybe University always attracted the best of the best. Each year, thousands of applicants would test their abilities through various activities: dancing, singing, acting, etc. Daniela Avanzini was no different. She had everything to join the academy. Looks, voice, charisma, and even connections. Coming from a rich Cuban family, the Latina woman had every right to dream big, to act big. And she got in ranking 5th on the entrance exam, placing her in the elite's class. However, someone in the class catches her attention: Manon Bannerman. A rebellious girl who looked like she didn't belong in that prestigeous academy. Alright guyssss, I've had this plot in my mind for a while and finally worked on it! Also, please don't rush me! I have tons of projects to turn in for school, but I'll try my best to stay consistent :'D Anyways, enjoy ;)

Lines We Cross is a queer slow-burn romance set in the glossy, ruthless world of modern-day Hollywood-where fame is currency, image is everything, and the heart is the last thing you're allowed to protect. Daniela Avanzini is a rising actress whose breakout role in an intimate indie film has the press circling-and the queer internet buzzing. She's sultry, calculated, and used to controlling every angle of her narrative. But when her team suggests a bold PR move to keep her momentum going-fake dating a quiet, up-and-coming singer named Manon-Daniela agrees. Not because she's sure of herself, but because she's not sure at all. Manon Bannerman doesn't crave the spotlight. She's thoughtful, composed, and emotionally reserved-a stark contrast to the Hollywood chaos Daniela thrives in. When the offer comes to be part of a faux relationship with one of the most desirable actresses in the industry, Manon says yes... for the visibility, the career jump, and maybe, secretly, out of curiosity. But as public appearances start to blur with private moments, and the performance begins to feel less like a lie, both women are forced to confront what they've been running from-desire, vulnerability, and the fear that maybe what's fake is becoming something real. Stylish, intimate, and emotionally fraught, Lines We Cross explores the complicated intersection of fame, queerness, and the unspoken tension between two women who were never supposed to want each other-but do.

Manon Bannerman never planned to share an apartment with the most magnetic girl on campus. Daniela Avanzini-Fine Arts theatre major, cheerleader, social sun everyone orbits around. But one wrong dorm lottery and a chance meeting during orientation week turned them into roommates and, somehow, best friends. From the outside, it's easy: Manon is the steady one, the early-morning runner, the art student who keeps aspirin and water ready for Daniela's hangovers. Daniela is the wild one, the party girl who fills their apartment with laughter, music, and the occasional stranger's shoes. But under the quiet rhythm of their days, Manon hides a truth she's never said aloud-she's in love with her best friend. She tells herself she can live with it. That watching Daniela fall into the arms of someone else-someone who isn't her-hurts less than losing her entirely. But when a series of small moments begin to blur the lines between friendship and something more, Manon is forced to ask herself the question she's avoided for years: Had I told you... would we have been more than this?

Daniela Avanzini had it all figured out. A stable relationship, a welcoming family and a summer break meant to strengthen the bond she shared with Luca Bannerman. Or so she thought. What no one anticipated- least of all, Daniela- was the pull of gravity, making her shift toward Luca's one and only sister- Manon. What begins as stolen glances and tense silences soon spirals into something neither of them can control. Their secret threatens to crack the Bannerman family wide open, tearing at loyalties and testing the boundaries between love and betrayal.

"Excuse me? Do you know what happened to the girl who lives in apartment 017?" "Oh, yeah, that girl, she moved out last night." "Just like that? So suddenly?" "Don't get me started. She said she wanted to move out yesterday, so I told her we have a one month notice here, but she wasn't having none of that, said she couldn't wait another month. So she just paid me a month of rent to settle the notice, packed up her stuff and left late last night. Complicated girl that one."

fanfic only / idols dont date irl !! "what if they find out..? and they look at us differently?" "they wont find out daniela.." "they wont know about the touch between us..."

Manon swears she's done with commitment. Daniela swears she doesn't have time for love. But when a dating app match turns into something neither expected, both are forced to confront the ways they hide behind control - and how much scarier it is to be seen. On a campus where everyone's trying to figure out who they are, their connection feels like a mistake that keeps making sense. Between late-night study sessions, crowded parties, and quiet walks home, Manon and Daniela learn that falling for someone isn't about being ready - it's about meeting each other halfway.

Only When It's Late follows Daniela Avanzini - a perfectionist ballet dancer with a bright future, a polished boyfriend, and a well-rehearsed life. But everything unravels the moment she's paired in rehearsal with Manon: a sharp, confident contemporary dancer who sees through every mask she wears. At an elite performing arts conservatory in New York, where ambition is currency and desire is always restrained, Daniela tries to keep control - of her body, her path, her feelings. But Manon doesn't make that easy. As stolen glances turn into late-night rehearsals, then into something Daniela can't name out loud, the lines between performance and truth blur. And when love finally dares to speak, Daniela must face the one person she's spent years hiding from - herself.

On a rain-soaked night, Daniela's walk home turns into a desperate flight when a shadowy figure begins following her. Barefoot and panicked, she stumbles into a stranger whose warmth and kindness slowly pull her from the edge of fear. Safe for the first time that night, Daniela begins to feel at home-but just as she starts to relax, the mysterious figure reappears, revealing a stunning woman with a disarming smile and eyes that pierce through her anxiety. Between fear, attraction, and the unexpected comfort of new connections, Daniela's night spirals into a collision of danger, desire, and curiosity she can't ignore.