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  • Tightlipped Secret  oleh A_Y_Grace11
    A_Y_Grace11
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      Dibaca 2,122
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      Bab 36
    "Love is like a piece of sweet candy. Everyone has a different definition for it, but the truth is, you can't describe it. You can only feel it." To her classmates at Hanfield High, seventeen-year-old Si-eun is an invisible ghost. Short, average-looking, and completely silent, she hides in the back row behind a shield of perfect grades. While her teachers leave her alone, her peers dismiss her as a cold, boring robot who only cares about textbooks. They don't know the truth. Behind the locked door of her bedroom, Si-eun lives a double life. She is a whirlwind of color and sound-painting her walls with vivid art, writing raw prose at 3:00 AM, and singing soulful melodies to an empty room in dresses too beautiful to ever see the light of day. Her bedroom is her sanctuary; the outside world is a storm she is terrified to face. Determined to keep her brilliant mind a secret forever, Si-eun must eventually confront her deepest flaw: her crippling fear of being judged. Enter Jang Seong-ho. From the outside, he looks perfect-kind, humble, and completely put together. But his heart is full of unanswered questions. He wonders: why can't men cry? Why can't they break down in tears when even a thing as strong as stone can crack under pressure? What will happen when Si-eun and Seong-ho finally notice each other? A grounded, deeply moving story about introversion, finding your voice, and learning that the world still has beautiful things waiting for you in the light. From the Author: This story is an ultra-slow-burn. I hope you beautiful souls enjoy it with patience.
  • ✧ 𝖡𝖤𝖳𝖶𝖤𝖤𝖭 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖲𝖨𝖫𝖤𝖭𝖢𝖤 ( 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 x reader)  oleh rizzleriki
    rizzleriki
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      Dibaca 107
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      Bab 1
    (trainee/school AU love story) She thinks her insecurities make her invisible. But to him, they're the very things that make her unforgettable. Late-night whispers, stolen glances, the brush of a shoulder in the quiet dorm, neither of them says it, but both of them feel it. It isn't love yet. It's something softer, slower, a fire waiting to be lit between the silence.