Nickaylalala Stories

Nicaiah Ysabel Reyes is all headlines and highlighters-a girl born to shine. As the leader of the Supreme Student Council, editor-in-chief of the campus publication, and a consistent academic achiever, she's the girl everyone looks up to. Beauty and brains? She carries both with grace. Now stepping into college as a first-year English major, she's doing her best to keep it all together-even when the pressure threatens to drown her. Then came Finn Lorenz Aguilar-a BTVTED-ACP major, quiet and distant, with a gaze that seems to hold a thousand untold stories. He isn't like the boys who compete for her attention. He doesn't even try. Maybe that's what makes her notice him more. In a world where she's expected to win every time, could he be her greatest reward... or the one risk that finally breaks her? Date written: June 16, 2025 Date finished: June 16, 2025

Marian Odessa Ramirez thought being sent to Mauban, Quezon was the worst punishment-no parties, no coffee, no signal. Just the silence of Barangay Balaybalay... and Jerick Alonzo, the quiet local boy who looked at her like she didn't belong. She was chaos. He was calm. She came from the city. He never left the land. They were never meant to meet-but the river became their secret place, where glances lingered and hearts slowly opened. Some love stories aren't written in books. They're whispered by the wind, carried by the current, and remembered by the heart.

Darkness is her only friend. Ivaseah has long made peace with it, curling into its arms like an old habit. She dissolved into the corners of rooms she never felt she belonged in, drifting through life like a fading echo. With a heart too fractured to feel and a mind too loud to sleep, she learned to wear silence like skin. She never wanted to be saved. She only ever wanted to disappear, quietly, painlessly, without a trace. But then he came. With eyes that saw too much. With hands that felt like home. With a light she never asked for. And for the first time, Seah wondered, just maybe, she didn't have to rot alone. But even the softest light casts shadows. And not all sunlights are warm enough to heal. In letting him in, she unknowingly handed him the match. And in loving him, she set herself on fire.