In a world that wants her dead, her only crime is being alive. *** Shield Escrevaine Candelariez has only one goal in life-to cheat death. Not because she fears it, but because deep down, she knows she has already died before. Her world faded into the loneliest shade of blue with no memories to hold onto. No past. No origin. Only the hollow ache of living like a ghost in her own skin. She is lost-drowning in questions that offer no answers. Hunted by enemies she's never met. Faced by strangers who spit her name like a curse with hatred in their eyes. And now, being alive means only one thing: to connect the scattered fragments of her past that will unravel the mystery of who she was. But as darkness rises and blurred memories resurface, she must confront the question that has haunted her mind from the beginning: "Is she an angel in disguise wearing a devil's face, or a veritable devil in forgotten sorrow, with hatred being embraced?" *ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Lies Behind Her Brown Eyes Written by: Clypeusthetic

Some love stories have no clear beginnings because no one was brave enough to write the first line. *** Adrasteia Caezaria Agnarosa has always known no world beyond academics: top of her class, consistent achiever, and studious to the core. For Adra, distractions mean destruction: one misstep, one emotional detour, could destroy everything she had worked so hard to build. But that belief began to collapse the moment Sanjiro Raeden Bonifacio, a silver-lilac-haired guy who was a complete opposite of her, set the butterflies in her stomach free from their cage... only to ghost her afterward. Like a story that started too early, theirs had a lead, a beginning, but it never made it to the middle. Maybe they had it too soon, and poured their hearts into the first few lines before either of them was ready for the rest. Now, Adra is left wondering: Was it their story that was wrong? Or just the timing? Devastated by being left without warning, Adra convinced herself to move on. Yet, fate seemed to be playing her within its palm. In their first year in senior high, she found herself seated in the same classroom with the guy who once made her believe that love didn't need a label to be real, only the courage to feel it. Will a spark of affection rekindle, leaving their love for each other undefined, or will they take a risk and rewrite a new lead-one that's clearer, braver, and honest this time? ⋇⊶⊰❣⊱⊷⋇ The Lead I Wrote Too Soon Written by: Clypeusthetic