Moving-on hikaye

The story of a girl in her last two years of high school in a new private school.

This collection is a series of personal reflections on healing, change, hope, and the quiet emotions that shape us. If you've ever felt lost, held on too long, or wondered what the future might bring, perhaps you'll find a small piece of yourself within these pages.

What if the person you never stopped loving was the one you could never have? John believed time would erase the past. Emily knew some memories never fade. Years after life pulled them apart, they discover that love doesn't always end when two people say goodbye. Sometimes, it simply learns to live in silence. She Never Forget is a contemporary emotional romance about first love, impossible choices, family, regret, and the fragile memories that refuse to disappear. Because some memories are not meant to fade.

Lingling always chose the back row. It was quiet there. Safe. Predictable. A place where no one could sit behind her, no one could watch her too closely, and no one could easily enter her life unless she allowed them to. Then Orm started sitting beside her. At first, Orm only came to Ling because of Den - the girl Orm could not stop looking at. Ling was just the convenient one. The quiet one. The useful one who knew people, fixed things, explained notes, and made everything easier. But somewhere between borrowed highlighters, rainy nights, quiet songs, family dinners, and a shirt left behind for "next time," Lingling started making space for Orm. A chair beside her. A place at her table. A place inside her home. A place inside her heart. The problem was, Orm was soft when they were alone... but different when Den was around. And Lingling slowly learned that being needed is not the same as being chosen. The Chair Beside Me is a university GL coming-of-age story about almost-love, quiet heartbreak, friendship, self-respect, and the painful truth that not everyone who made you feel special deserves a permanent place beside you. Because sometimes, the worst thing is not an empty chair. It is saving it for someone who only sits there when it is convenient. Genre: GL / University AU / Angst / Coming-of-Age / Slow Burn Themes: Almost-love, friendship, unrequited feelings, emotional healing, self-worth Content note: Emotional manipulation, public humiliation, heartbreak, non-endgame romance.

The artwork that I used for the cover is by the artist "anom.alyah". If you haven't read her Guardian Angel comics. You are truly missing out. "Una volta che ami qualcuno, rimane nel tuo cuore per sempre" (Once you love someone, they stay in your heart forever) is a story about two best friends named Anthony and Melody. In this story, the life of these friends and how much they love each other is shown even after Anthony passed away in Melody's arms. This story is about grief and having to let go of someone that you love more than anything, and learning to live on without them.

Every Tuesday at exactly 8:00 a.m., he sits at the same table in the same coffee shop. He never expects company. Especially not a woman with puffy red eyes, cold coffee, and a heart that was shattered the night before. He tells her she looks like shit. She calls him a jackass. Neither of them expects to see the other again. Until he says, "I come here every Tuesday at 8:00 a.m. and leave at exactly 8:45." A slow-burn romance about heartbreak, healing, and discovering that sometimes the right person arrives exactly on time. Disclaimer: Most chapters after the first are intentionally much shorter. Some are fewer than 100 words.

"Sometimes the biggest regret in life isn't the mistakes we make, but losing someone who truly cared for us. I wish I had understood things earlier, valued those moments more, and never let the distance grow between us. Some people turn into memories, but their place in our hearts never fades. That's my biggest regret. I hope you all feel the emotions behind this story and enjoy it." 💔✨

Some people spend their whole lives searching for a love that changes them. Selene found hers in a single April. When an unexpected reconnection brings two former schoolmates back into each other's lives, ordinary days become unforgettable memories. Between hidden cafés, mountain roads, late-night conversations, and dreams shared beneath quiet skies, Selene begins to rediscover parts of herself she thought she'd lost. But while life is full of beautiful beginnings, every heart carries stories that remain untold. In Another April is a heartfelt novel about hope, timing, family, friendship, and the extraordinary beauty hidden within ordinary moments. A reminder that sometimes an entire lifetime can begin with one conversation. Published: _ Finished: _ ________________________________________ Copyright 2026 by Serena Wren. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's thoughts and imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be produced, scanned, copied or distributed in any printed or electric form without the author's permission. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy or copyrighted materials in violation of the author's rights. Published simultaneously in Wattpad.

What if you could sit beside the person you used to be? Between 2015 and 2018, I wrote pieces filled with questions, fears, hopes, and dreams. At the time, they were simply random thoughts-words I couldn't always say out loud. Years later, I found myself reading those same pages with different eyes. This book is more than a revised collection. It is a conversation between my younger self and the person I am today. Each chapter includes: ✍️ The revised piece 🌱 The story behind it 🌿 My reflections after reading it years later 💌 A letter to my younger self ☕ A question for every reader Perhaps you'll see a younger version of yourself somewhere between these pages. Because sometimes, the words we wrote years ago become the ones we need to read today. • • • 📜 Author's Note These writings were originally published on my Wattpad account under Random Thoughts. I have preserved their emotions while refining the language and reflecting on them through the eyes of the person I have become. This isn't just a collection of old writings. It's a reminder that growth doesn't erase our past-it helps us understand it. Welcome to my journey. Maybe, by the end of this book, you'll feel inspired to write a letter to your younger self too. - @AnnieArta

Some people survive heartbreak by building walls. Others survive by becoming light. Aryansh Devraj Raghuvanshi learned how to live behind silence. A powerful architect, a feared self - made CEO, and a man who carries the weight of betrayal quietly within his heart. The world sees ambition, control, and perfection-but beneath it lies a storm he never speaks of. Aisha Mehra learned how to survive by standing strong. A self-made fashion designer who turned pain into purpose, raising her brother, chasing dreams, and protecting the softness in her heart despite a past that tried to harden it. They have crossed paths before. Seen each other. Known of each other. But fate has never allowed them to truly meet. Until one day, it finally does. Two souls shaped by different scars. Two hearts that forgot what love feels like. What happens when the storm meets the healer? Sometimes love doesn't arrive to change your life. Sometimes it arrives to heal it.

How do I go back to loving the way I did when I was twelve? Back when every possibility felt endless. Back when courage was always naturally there. Back when our hearts didn't know how to be afraid. Almost Never follows Karlee as she looks back on the quiet years of growing up in the Philippines during the mid-2010s, where friendship slowly blurred into first love, misunderstandings, and people that we share our most cherished memories with. Through school hallways, late-night conversations, handwritten letters, and rainy afternoons, Karlee discovers that not every love story is meant to become forever. Because perhaps first love was never meant to last forever. Perhaps it was simply meant to teach us how to love.

Some people leave without realizing how deeply they change someone's life. You were one of them. I don't know if you'll ever read these pages, or if life will ever bring us back to the same place. But if it does, I hope you'll meet the person I became while waiting for you. This isn't a story about asking you to come back. It's about the memories we created, the goodbye neither of us expected, the silence that followed, and the life I slowly learned to live without letting go of what you meant to me. I loved you. I lost you. I waited. And somewhere along the way... I found myself.

Tracy and Samuel were never simple. What began in quiet library corners and late-night conversations became an all-consuming, intoxicating first love. No matter how many times they fell apart, they always found their way back to each other. Until Tracy finally chose herself. Determined to end the cycle, she begins rebuilding-reclaiming her voice, her friendships, and the parts of herself she once silenced. For the first time, goodbye feels permanent. But Samuel doesn't accept rejection quietly. Calculating and manipulative, he exposes something deeply personal between them, turning Tracy's private heartbreak into a public spectacle. Whispers replace comfort. Stares replace safety. And the girl who was just learning to stand again must now fight to protect her name, her dignity, and her future. Because surviving heartbreak in private is one thing. Surviving manipulation and betrayal in public is another.

She thought she had lost him forever. Then, one ordinary morning, he was standing right in front of her. Exhausted by the weight of memories she can neither hold on to nor forget, she begins to question everything she thought she knew. Every smile feels familiar, every moment feels real, and every heartbeat whispers that maybe some endings can be undone. But as the line between dreams, memories, and reality slowly begins to blur, she must decide whether she's finally finding her way back to happiness... or walking deeper into an illusion she was never meant to keep. A psychological romance about love, grief, and the dangerous comfort of holding on to someone you've already lost.

When Essa sees their villainous future, they use the prophecy as a ploy to defeat their three brothers and force each one into a better work-life balance. Their first so-called battle restarts an old tradition for family dinner, leading Essa to bond with their brothers, all while struggling to balance their guilt and their alter-ego, Muse, whose name comes with a reputation of its own. **** Written for the Open Novella Contest 2024 (ONC), using prompt 87. Cover by @Nicoismysenpai

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Some houses remember. Alina Mira Morozova's house remembers laughter drifting through its hallways, warm dinners shared beneath soft lights, and parents who made the world feel safe. Now, it remembers silence. Years after losing them, Alina has learned to live quietly. Between nursing school, familiar routines, and the friends who refuse to let her face life alone, she's built a life that's steady...even if it isn't the one she imagined. Love is the last thing she's looking for, and she's convinced she's better off keeping people at a distance. Then, on a night she almost doesn't go out, she meets Carlos Lopez. What begins as a chance encounter slowly grows into something neither of them expected. As Carlos gently works his way into her carefully guarded world, Alina begins to realize that healing isn't about forgetting the past...it's about finding the courage to let someone become part of her future. But grief has a way of lingering. It lives in quiet rooms, familiar routines, and the fear that loving someone means risking another goodbye. As two hearts learn to trust, a once-silent house slowly begins to feel like home again. Because sometimes, all it takes is one night to change everything...and a lifetime to understand why. __________________________________________________________ AUTHOR'S NOTE Hi! Thank you so much for checking out my story. I hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. A few little reminders before you begin: • Please know that this story is in 3rd POV or Omniscient POV if you call it hehe • This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real people or events are purely coincidental unless otherwise stated. • Please read with an open mind and be kind in the comments. Respect each other's opinions and avoid spoilers for new readers. • Please don't copy, repost, translate, or plagiarize this story. Happy reading!

Izuku stood over the still body of Shigaraki letting out a shaky sigh. They won the war he could already hear the celebrating. Yet, once he came back he was ignored no one congratulated him or anything if anything it seemed like they were blaming him for all this. So, Izuku packed his bags bid his Mom farewell, and disappeared from the face of the world. They eventually learned what they had done and tried to make up for it but it was too late Izuku was gone. 18 years have passed with Japan now fully repaired, the adult pro heroes that were once Class 1-A and Bare still looking for Midoriya to repent for their mistakes. And finally, they heard rumors of a green-haired man who looked similar to him in a small city working in a cafe. Time to investigate.

Some lessons don't arrive when life falls apart. They arrive, quietly. Long after the apologies have ended. Long after the tears have stopped falling. Long after the world assumes you've healed. These are the lessons that found me afterward.

What do you do with all the words you never got to say? The messages left unsent. The conversations that only exist in your imagination. The memories that still visit long after the person is gone. Letters I'll Never Send? is for anyone who has ever loved deeply, lost quietly, and continued living with a heart full of unfinished sentences. Maybe this book didn't find you by accident. Maybe it arrived exactly when you needed someone to say the things you've been trying so hard to keep inside.