Passerby قصص

I used to despise the pouring rain, I can't even picture it out how most of the people prefer the presence of the rain more than a sunny weather. // However, for some unexpected reason, I started to be fond of the rain. It slowly became a rhythm that I'm always looking for as if it wanted to bring back the memories of yesterday. But will better days arrive after the storm? I constantly wonder; I guess this is where we could say that being genuinely happy feels like a free trial.

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...

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...

Short missed connection story.

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.

A woman gets a new hat.

"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"

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...

Synopsis: In a world where stories come to life, Lin Jiaojiao, an ordinary passerby with a vivid imagination, finds herself mysteriously merged with the novel she adores. Suddenly, her inner thoughts resonate within the pages, allowing her to influence the plot as she navigates the intricate web of romance, rivalry, and adventure.

Oh well! Sometimes the devil gets bored in hell and ever so often he takes a walk on earth. And you see these walks are often filled with adventures, no wonder he gets bored in hell. P. S the devil ain't handsome in this book but he get 'em nice girls most times😉

short poem

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Once upon time, there was a man who was just a passerby, and there was a girl named Soteria who was about to die. They met in the land of Haveo for the first time. The man saved the girl's life, and with mysterious power, he gave her eternal life. All her life, she never knew what is the secret behind her miserable and immortal life. She never knew why the passerby did so, but "what is done can not be undone". As for the man, no one knew his true identity and the key behind his power. To unfold the secert, she have to meet the passerby at the end of everything when he will reveal why he kept her alive and who he really was.