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(Game Series # 9) Mauro Eugenio dela Rama's life revolved around school and work. At times, he felt like drowning pero hindi siya pwedeng magreklamo kasi pinili niya naman 'yon. For him, he'd rather be exhausted with his 9 to 5 and 5 to 9 kaysa humingi ng pambayad ng tuition sa tatay niya. He was doing fine kahit nahihirapan siya. Akala niya hindi niya kailangan ng tulong... Then he met Atty. Achilles V. Marroquin. Mauro thought that he was just being nice to him dahil abogado na 'to ay siya ay 'di hamak na struggling law student lamang. Kahit nahihiya siya, humingi siya ng tulong dito. Kakapalan niya na ang mukha niya kaysa bumagsak siya sa subjects niya. He thought he was just being regular nice to him... hanggang isang araw ay napapatanong na lang siya sa sarili niya kung normal pa ba 'to o nilalandi ba siya ng abogadong 'to?

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Yolo never expected his heart to betray him- least of all for Trever, the guy he loved pissing off, the presence he keeps pretending he isn't desperate to feel again. A basketball varsity player and an architecture student, Yolo always believed his life was simple, predictable, and straight. But growing apart didn't make the feelings disappear. If anything, the distance only made every accidental eye contact sharper, every avoided conversation heavier, every unspoken word louder. And worst of all, Trever's attention is already leaning toward someone else- leaving Yolo with nothing but the ghost of what they used to be. Now Yolo is caught in the cruel tension between wanting and pretending, torn between the safety of denial and the ache that refuses to quiet down. How do you let go of a feeling you were never supposed to have- especially when it's for the one person you never stopped looking for? book cover by sereighn arts

"In love ka na once accepted mo na 'yong person na 'yon kahit ano pa man siya. Buong-buo 'yong acceptance, hindi kalahati lang. Hindi sala sa lamig, sala sa init. Hindi napipilitan. Hindi natatakot." "Malalim," aniya. Tumikhim. "Mukhang based on experience." Tumawa si Kaye, hindi um-oo, hindi rin humindi. "Ikaw, ano'ng answer mo?" "Ano na bang pagmamahal pinag-uusapan natin? Fans, supporters-readers o romantic na ata 'yan?" natatawang aniya. "Hindi ako nag-a-assume kaso 'yang mga hugutang ganyan, eh. . .may mga pinaglalaban." Tumigil sa paglalakad si Kaye. Nagpamulsa. Ang lawak ng ngiti sa labing may kaunti pang kintab. "Sige, romantic na." Umiling si Rayne, nangingiti rin. "Bilis ng change topic natin." "Oo nga, eh. Let's take it slow," anito, may pilyang pagkagat pa ng kaunti sa labi. "Dito muna tayo sa usapang 'to."

When Franco moved to Manila for college, he told himself that he'll experience everything there is to experience. And he did. His first year could be considered as... scandalous, to say the least. So when his sophomore year came, he promised himself that he'll do better para na rin sa future niya. He intended to join this prestigious organization that would surely help his career in the future. When Franco joined AIESEC, he knew his life would change... little did he know, magbabago talaga ang buhay niya nang makilala niya si Joaquin Lorenzo Santillan-the perfect student who's beloved by everyone. Franco was in awe. Every where Joaquin goes, his presence commanded respect. His presence was magnetic, his smile effortless, his charm undeniable. And he was nice-so nice that Franco unknowingly followed him around, like he was orbiting around Joaquin's magnetic presence, eager for him to be noticed. Akala ni Franco ay okay ang lahat. Naka-pasok na siya sa org. Mukhang magiging kaibigan niya na si Joaquin. But one night, few beers after, his world seemingly collapsed when Joaquin stared him in the eye and said, "In case there's any confusion, let me make it clear-I'm not gay." Franco's world tilted on its axis, crumbling in an instant. Now, his mission was simple: survival. Avoid Joaquin at all costs. Erase the memory of that moment, of those eyes, of the touch that seemed to linger impossibly on his skin. Little did he know, some marks aren't so easily erased.