Ryosuke Yamamoto was falsely accused of assaulting a woman and has lost everyone dear to him. His older sister Kaede and younger sister Nagisa completely rejected him, and his father gave up on him. He became the target of slander at school, lost the trust of the student body president, and was looked upon with contempt by his classmates. After a year of such days, Ryosuke's false accusation is proven. The people who had kept Ryosuke distant until now sincerely apologized and begged for his forgiveness, but Ryosuke had no intention of forgiving them at all. ***This is a rewrite/fanfic for Soafp & Ryota's story. I only added to this story, rewrote it, and expanded on the small amount of content it has, please read the original as well***

"The weak don't survive here." At Arclight Academy, your worth is measured by the creature you bond with. For Serenya Vale, a scholarship student born with a chronic, progressive illness, surviving the brutal training seems impossible. She expects to fail. She expects to die. What she doesn't expect is Kairen Draxen. Lethal, silent, and wrapped in living darkness, Kairen is the only rider in centuries to bond with a shadow dragon. To survive his bond, he had to stop feeling entirely, turning himself into a cold, unyielding void. No one can break his control. Until Serenya walks through the iron gates. Suddenly, Kairen's shadows are acting on their own-escaping his command to pool at Serenya's feet and ease her pain. As the lethal academy trials begin, the two are forced into an impossible proximity. Bound by a cosmic soul connection that demands his darkness surrender to her light, Kairen is terrified of losing control, and Serenya is just trying to stay alive. Featuring: > 🖤 Hurt/Comfort & Underdog Heroine 🖤 Grumpy x Sunshine (Dark Romantasy edition) 🖤 "Touch her and you die" energy 🖤 Forced Proximity & Fated Soulbonds

He left without a goodbye. calls. No birthdays. No explanations. Years later... he came back. But by then, everything had changed. My mother had moved on. There was someone else in the house-someone who stayed, someone who tried. And me? I didn't know who I was supposed to be anymore. The daughter he abandoned... or the girl learning to trust someone new. Because the truth is when a father leaves, he doesn't just disappear. He leaves a space behind. And sometimes... someone else tries to fill it. didn't disappear. He called sometimes. Checked in. Asked how I was. Just enough to remind me he was still there... but never enough to actually feel like a father. And while he stayed somewhere in between- not gone, not present- my mother moved on. Now there's someone new in our lives. Someone who shows up. Someone who stays. And I don't know what hurts more... the father who was never really there, or the fact that someone else is trying to be.