She likes being alone while he loves being the center of attention. She'd rather stay at home, reading books while he'd be in the crowd, playing for his band. No one cares about her existence while he is every girl's dream guy. Two opposite people bound to meet each other. One's a smart quiet student, the other's a heartthrob. Will fate keep them together or are they destined to be just each other's memory? ---------------------- Mikaela Maghirang is known to be the campus nerd for years. She's sweet and cheerful at home but definitely a shy girl at school. She always studies hard for her future until one day, she had to teach Gino Dela Rosa, her happy-go-lucky classmate who doesn't care at all about his failing grades. Can Mikay handle a guy who's too unconcerned about everything that matters to her? What would happen if she becomes his Tutor? ♥ *** - Published under Viva Psicom. - TV Movie Adaptation in Wattpad Presents TV5. Taglish. Completed.

Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

I'm not who they think I am. A docile girl who meekly obeys her stepmother and stepsisters. Some kind of sick angel who cheerfully bears their mistreatment. That's what I WANT them to think. Because then they won't suspect what I'm really up to. The ball, the prince - it's all part of my plan to come out on top. Stepmother and her demented daughters will pay for every floor I have scoured, every sneer I have borne. They don't know about the white magic, how I use it to enhance myself. They can't see that my heart is black as midnight, rotten as a poisoned apple. They're about to find out.