Timeless Fate

Timeless Fate

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Louie Matthews, crème de la crème in all of his seasons. During his youth, was one of the best swimmers in their university, also was one of the top Civil Engineering students of their batch. Currently, he is the best Engineering Consultant in the country, and owns the best café in San Marino Boulevard. He might be a renaissance man with all this achievements. But, he got an F in one aspect of his life, and that is in falling love. This is the story of Louie as he try to move forward from his failed relationship during his youth, and tries hard to mask all this failure by being the best. Masking seems working. Distance seemingly fits well. Time looks like it's healing the pain of the youth. But is Louie really healed with all the masking, distance, and time? What if Louie's final exam in his class about falling in love, is real healing from his past? What will be fate's grade upon him?
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