Passerby قصص

I died of a heart attack after reading a 100k entertaining BL novel that was so tragic that I wanted to go to the book and yell at them. So that's what happened. Really. Hope transmigrated, not as the vicious supporting role or canon fodder ABCD but as an extra. Hope: Have you ever heard of the saying God helps those who help themselves? She was there cause some system messed her up. She doesn't want to help anyone anymore. She's the second male lead's sister. The second male lead is the sunny boy with common sense in a world without it. The friend who wants to sleep with you and then dies. Yeah, no thanks. So she fucking interrupted all the ways her father and stepmother were meeting. Since the plot was collapsed until the author couldn't recognize it anymore. She took the matter into her own hands and faked an unrequited love for the main character. Why him? Because one mf can't explain crap to him. He wants a script. She gives it to him. What a nice relationship, right? No emotions invested. After a while: Hope: Let's break up. I have a fiancé. Fenix: Okay --- Turns out that my fiancé was the male lead. Hope: ( ToT). What the f*ck. There is something wrong with you all. The plot mentioned above starts from chapter 19 or 20. ( Ŏ艸Ŏ) *This is not my best work but I like it. I used to dedicate my entire life to this from January to April.

- "Who are you?" "Just a passerby." "Then, pass by." - ⇒Min Yoongi X Reader

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This story has been an idea stuck in my head for a while, and I've decided to write it so I can read it and enjoy it as much as I want to and whenever I want to. So if you happen to come across it, don't expect too much because I'm not very experienced in writing heh (─‿─). Thanks! Disturbed by a very concerning precognition, Saiki once again lives through a disastrous weekend. However, this wasn't gonna be ANY disastrous weekend. Turns out, it might be more than just a weekend...

"Those emerald green eyes paired with that mole right below your tearbags, snitched my heart." "Be mine Y/N........, I can't resist you anymore" She stood firm with a blank face. They stared deep into eachothers soul. The silence was louder than the loudest screams...... Y/N: "What do you want?" She proceeded as if she was still unaware of his feelings, but deep down the truth was hidden among her insecurities. Jungkook replied "YOU"

Hidden the the shadows in an unoccupied corner of the subway lies an old seat covered in dust. Many have sat on it. Complete strangers, each with their own story. This is not a story about princes and princess' nor a story about a secret romance. This is a story about a seat. Just a plain, old, boring seat hidden in the corner of the subway.

A woman gets a new hat.

ဒါက မက်ချူးမွေးနေ့တုန်းက သူငယ်ချင်းတယောက်ရဲ့ Requestလေးကြောင့် ရေးဖြစ်သွားတဲ့ ppusamz one shotပါ။ One Shotဆိုပေမဲ့ ဝမ်းရှော့ပီပီသသ မရေးတတ်တာမို့ အပိုင်းအစတွေအများကြီး ပါနေပါလိမ့်မယ် ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ!!!!! နှင်းဆီမတွေကတော့ လမ်းကြုံရင် ဝင်ဖတ်သွားနိုင်ပါတယ်။ ထုံးစံအတိုင်း ဒီတပုဒ်လည်း ကလောင်နာမည် Anny အောက်မှာပါပဲ။

Saan dadalhin ang mga paang puno ng sapantaha? Kailan mahahanap ng kamay ang hamingting sa gabing may hiwaga? Paano lilisanin ng puso ang iyong piling kung may naka-ukit na gunita? Sa anong paraan malalason ang utak na tigilan ang pagsulyap sa'yong mata? May pahiwatig ang bawat busalsal mong pagbabaka-sakali; Asintado nito ang aking bawat tama at mali Ang pagaspas ng iyong pinagtagpi-tagping alindog Na kung isasama ang mapanlinlang mong ngiti, ako'y nahuhulog. Ang hindi ko kayang tanggapin, Na sa buhay na ito, ako lamang ay temporaryong panauhin. WHAT DO YOU CALL A PASSERBH WHO STAYED...

My life was really good, well before I realized that I was gonna die. Cliché, right. Not exactly. I am the legimate half-sister of a villain, and he happened to be that white cut black villain. That kind that looks gentle on the outside but evil on the inside kinda villain. Get it. I have good news and bad news. Good news: The villain is a sis con and I also have a system. Bad news: My system wants to kills me. I don't wanna do this. Can someone take my place instead??? *This is the one that I deleted.

Just a random poem.

Just like any Otome Stories, it all started like this: Maji Lauren, a girl who is believed by others to be a half Asian and half Westerner, specifically one-fourth Filipina and one-fourth Japanese and a European, went out of her beloved apartment to buy a new phone. Her old phone was crushed into pieces because of frustration while playing a certain otome game. While on her way to the mall, she had been criticizing about the first and possibly last otome game her otaku friend had recommended to her. "That stinking game is practically a headache-inducer. Just thinking about that damned heroine who had snots and tears all over her face makes me go frustratingly ballistic all over again. And those capture targets! Arghhh! Remembering how they become a stupid idiotic brain-dead mammal when the heroine is involved makes me wanna pry their head open to see if there's still something inside other than that crybaby heroine! Where did those sky high IQ go? Genius? Zebra's butt, I'd rather say they're egoistical brats!! Or maybe the world setting is really so~ backward that even those brain-dead mammals get the genius title easily! Tsk. What's good about that game anyway. Other than the Villainess who is surprisingly cold and practical, which is a redeeming fact I like, everything sucks. If I knew it would be this headache inducing, I wouldn't have wasted my time with it, doing my hobbies are much much more super BE-" "MISS! WATCH OUT!!" "Ehhh?!" *High Pitched Screeching* *BANG* Before I could brandish my skills, I was hit hard and was sent flying like a broken kite. I hit the cold hard ground and felt my head collide with it. °°•°° So yeah, first of all. I'm not a native English speaker and it surely is NOT my first at language. So beware of typos and wrong grammars. Note: This is my ORIGINAL story...

A wanderer from the moon Who experience and taste Bliss, pain and tragedy A passerby Who cannot even say goodbye. Highest Rank #1 Alas Here's a collection of my poems and just a random thoughts! [COMPLETED] __ Copyright All rights reserved

Short missed connection story.