he was written to find someone else. she never told him she was the one who wrote them both. rui doesn't remember arriving. he remembers waking up in manila with no name, no history, and one impossible certainty: somewhere in this city is a woman named aeri, and finding her is the only reason he exists. laiza is the journalist who takes him in, feeds him, teaches him the small, ordinary things nobody ever wrote into his story, and falls for him slowly, the way you fall for someone you've already decided you're not allowed to keep. she never tells him the one thing that matters most: she's the one who wrote him. and aeri too. some secrets don't survive being loved this long.

my name is basha. i am a pembroke welsh corgi and i live with the author. this is my honest account of that experience. i have opinions about bread, the aircon temperature, delivery packages, and a fictional korean man named eun woo who has never once given me anything but somehow lives here anyway. i also have opinions about writing, late nights, deleted chapters, and what it means to love someone who is always somewhere else in their head. these are my notes. updated whenever something important happens, which is often, because i am very alert. - basha

-- Some cities find you when you have nowhere else to go. Some people do too.-- Aiya came to Fribourg, Switzerland with a scholarship, a budget she counts twice, and no margin for anything that wasn't in the plan. He came to disappear. She didn't know who he was at first. He didn't expect to stay. Neither of them planned for the quiet city by the river to become the place where everything they had been carrying finally caught up with them. Miss You Like Crazy is a slow-burn romance about two people who find each other at the wrong time, in the right place, and have to decide what they are willing to cost each other. It is about the distance between protection and control. About learning that love is not something you manage. About a small café that holds people together until they can hold themselves. And about what happens when the world decides it has an opinion about who you are allowed to love. This is not a love story that moves quickly. It moves the way the Sarine moves through Fribourg. Steadily. Without asking permission. Carrying more than it appears to.

║18+║ Expedition 33 ║ From the day Cyd was born, she already knew the exact day she would die. With only five years left to live, she joins Expedition 33 to stop the countdown to extinction. The goal was simple... at first. Until the memories began to resurface. Until she met the stranger with eternal youth he never asked for. Cyd may not remember the truth of who she really is. But Verso does. "Hello again, little Writer spy." ━━━⊱●✤●⊰━━━ Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 Fanfic ║Mature scenes + Heavy themes ║18+ ║Also available on AO3 as "Une Vie Enverso"

Sam has never had a boyfriend. This is not a tragedy. It's just a fact, the kind that settles into a town like Nasugbu the way most things do, quietly and without ceremony. She is easy to like. Harder to choose. And somewhere between the clatter of her family's panciteria, the familiar warmth of Sunday choir, and the friends who have become the closest thing she has to home, Sam has learned to be okay with that. Then she says something she shouldn't. One sentence, barely a lie, meant to dissolve before anyone takes it seriously. It doesn't dissolve. Almost Someone's Love Story is about the ordinary days that quietly become unforgettable. About friendships that hold you together before love figures out where to land. About what happens when the person you didn't plan for shows up in the same room, week after week, and starts sounding a lot like something you didn't know you were waiting for. This is not a dramatic story. It's just a true one.