Rhytmitic Academy
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FRIENDSHIP? TEAM WORK? MUSIC? DREAM? AND LOVE?
HOW CAN THIS THINGS BE IN YOU AND STAY'S WITH YOU?
LET'S FIND OUT HOW FRIENDS WILL CONTRIBUTE TO THE PERSONALITY WE HAD?
HOW CAN TEAMWORK BE OUR STEPPING STONE TO BE THE BEST?
HOW CAN MUSIC LEAD US TO THE ROAD WE NEVER EVEN THINK EXIST?
HOW CAN LOVE CONQUER THE COMPLICATIONS?
HOW CAN YOU GO OUT ON THIS SCHOOL!
HEHE THAT'S THEIR PROBLEM COZ ENTERING RHYTMITIC IS AN ACCIDENT FOR THEM
IS IT? OR THEY REALLY MEANT TO BE THERE
LET'S FIND OUT TOGETHER
CELINE ALWAYS IN TROUBLE
HARUKI ALWAYS ON THE CORNER READIND LAWS
CELINE AND HARUKI HAVE THE OPPOSITE CHARACTERISTICS BUT THEY WERE THE ONE WHOSE ALWAYS ON EACH OTHER SIDE.
THEN ENTERED A WEIRD AND SCARY NEW STUDENT MIKOYA.
BRIKZON HATE BEING QUESTIONED HE IS!
MATTHEW HE CANT SAY NO...A TYPICAL GENTLEMAN GUY BUT A VERY APPEALING ONE... A LOT...
ZANDER JUST AN ORDINARY GUY WITH SUCH OOZING APPEAL...
THE ACADEMY HAVE BUNCH OF GIFTED MUSICIAN
THIS SIX PERSONS?
AHEM ITS UP TO YOU TO FOUND OUT
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Therra Dime Prism wasn't your typical damsel. She was a hurricane in stilettos, a wildfire in a designer dress and someone who is powerful and untamable. Horizon University, with its pristine lawns and classy students, was her personal playground for rebellion. Rules? She considered them peculiar suggestions. Expectations? Those were there to be shattered, like delicate glass under a stiletto heel. Then there was Leo Williams. The golden boy, all smiles and sunshine, with a gaze that could melt and whose smile was irresistible and awakened something deep within her. He was everything she wasn't someone who was predictable, safe, the epitome of "good boy" charm. But that predictability, that safety... it was precisely what captivated her. Was it a challenge? A dare? Or something far more dangerous? Her love for him was a dangerous game, a high-stakes gamble played with a smirk and a reckless disregard for consequences. She'd charm him with a glance, challenge him with a whispered dare, push him to his limits with a touch. Each interaction a calculated risk, a step closer to the cliff. But what if the game wasn't just about winning Leo's heart? What if it was about something more? More destructive? Was she truly in love, or was this a twisted game of conquest? And if it was love, could this hurricane, this wildfire in designer clothes, ever truly tame her wild heart? Or was this dangerous dance destined to consume them both in its fiery embrace? Because one thing was certain with Therra, there were no guarantees. Only the intoxicating thrill of the unknown, and the chilling possibility of utter ruin. ©All Rights Reserved.Theyhateia.2020
ᴜɴғᴏʀɢᴇᴛᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ sɪɢʜᴛ? ɪᴛᴏ ᴀɴɢ ᴜɴᴀɴɢ ɴᴀʀᴀᴍᴅᴀᴍᴀɴ ɴɪ ɢᴀᴠɪɴ ᴋᴀʏ ʏᴜʀɪ ɴɢ ᴜɴᴀɴɢ ʙᴇsᴇs ɴᴀ ᴍᴀɢ ᴄʀᴏss ᴀɴɢ ʟᴀɴᴅᴀs ɴɪʟᴀ... ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ᴘᴀ ᴅɪɴ ɴᴀᴡᴀʟᴀ ᴀɴɢ ɴᴀʀᴀʀᴀᴍᴅᴀᴍᴀɴ ɴʏᴀ ɢɪɴᴀᴡᴀ ɴʏᴀ ᴀɴɢ ʟᴀʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ᴍᴀᴘᴀɴsɪɴ sʏᴀ ɴɢ ᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴄʀᴜsʜ ɴʏᴀ ᴍᴀʜᴀʜᴀɴᴀᴘ ɴɢᴀ ᴋᴀʏᴀ ɴɪ ɢᴀᴠɪɴ ᴀɴɢ ᴛᴜɴᴀʏ ɴᴀ ᴋᴀʟɪɢᴀyᴀʜᴀɴ ɢᴀʏᴏɴɢ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ɴᴀɢᴘᴀᴘᴀᴋɪᴛᴀ ɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ sɪ ʏᴜʀɪ sᴀ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀ? ᴡɪʟʟ ʜɪs ᴏɴᴇ sɪᴅᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛ???Complete
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Purchased Love (Completed)
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◇DONE◇ "Old ways won't open new doors." - ochlophobia- sᴜᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇʀᴀs ᴋᴇᴘᴀʟᴀ ᴅᴀɴ ᴅɪɴɢɪɴ,ʙᴜᴋᴀɴʟᴀʜ ᴄɪʀɪ sᴜᴀᴍɪ ɪᴅᴀᴍᴀɴ ᴀɪsʏᴀ ᴀǫᴇᴇʟᴀ. ᴛᴇᴛᴀᴘɪ ᴅɪsᴇʙᴀʙᴋᴀɴ ᴛᴇʀᴘᴀᴋsᴀ,ʜᴀʀᴜsʟᴀʜ ᴅɪᴀ ᴛᴇʀɪᴍᴀ ɴᴀsɪʙɴʏᴀ ɪᴛᴜ. sᴇᴛɪᴀᴘ ʜᴀʀɪ ᴋᴀᴛᴀ-ᴋᴀᴛᴀ ʏᴀɴɢ ᴍᴇʀᴇɴᴅᴀʜᴋᴀɴ ᴀɪsʏᴀ ᴀǫᴇᴇʟᴀ ᴅɪʟᴏɴᴛᴀʀᴋᴀɴ ᴜɴᴛᴜᴋ ᴛᴜᴊᴜᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴʏᴀᴋɪᴛᴋᴀɴ ʜᴀᴛɪ. ᴛᴇᴛᴀᴘɪ ɢᴀᴅɪs ɪɴɪ ᴛɪᴅᴀᴋ ᴍᴇɴɢᴀʟᴀʜ. ᴘᴀsᴛɪ ᴀᴅᴀ ᴊᴀʟᴀɴ ᴘᴇɴʏᴇʟᴇsᴀɪᴀɴ ᴜɴᴛᴜᴋ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴜᴀᴛᴋᴀɴ ʜᴀᴛɪ ʟᴇʟᴀᴋɪ ʏᴀɴɢ ʙᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴀ ᴀɪᴅᴀɴ ʀᴀғᴀᴇʟ ɪɴɪ ᴊᴀᴛᴜʜ ᴋᴇ ᴛᴀɴɢᴀɴɴʏᴀ. ᴅᴜɢᴀᴀɴ ᴛɪʙᴀ ᴛᴀᴛᴋᴀʟᴀ ᴍᴜʟᴀ ᴍᴇɴᴄɪɴᴛᴀɪ ᴀɴᴛᴀʀᴀ sᴀᴛᴜ sᴀᴍᴀ ʟᴀɪɴ. ʜᴀᴛɪɴʏᴀ ʙᴀɢᴀɪ ᴅɪᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɪɴᴋᴀɴ ᴅᴀɴ ɪᴀɴʏᴀ ʙᴇʀᴋᴇᴄᴀɪ ᴛᴀᴛᴋᴀʟᴀ sᴜᴀᴍɪɴʏᴀ ʙᴀᴋᴀʟ ᴍᴇɴɪɴɢɢᴀʟᴋᴀɴɴʏᴀ. ᴛᴇᴛᴀᴘɪ ʜᴀᴛɪɴʏᴀ ᴛᴇʀᴜs ᴍᴇɴɢᴀᴛᴀᴋᴀɴ ʏᴀɴɢ ᴅɪᴀ ʜᴀʀᴜs ᴋᴜᴀᴛ. ᴅᴏʀᴏɴɢᴀɴ ᴅᴀʀɪ ᴋᴇʟᴜᴀʀɢᴀ ᴅᴀɴ ʀᴀᴋᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴊᴀᴅɪ ᴘᴇɴɢᴜᴀᴛɴʏᴀ. ᴘᴀɴᴅᴀɴɢᴀɴ sᴜᴀᴍɪɴʏᴀ sᴀʜᴀᴊᴀ ᴍᴀᴍᴘᴜ ᴍᴇʟᴇᴍᴀʜᴋᴀɴɴʏᴀ. ᴍᴀᴍᴘᴜᴋᴀʜ ᴅɪᴀ ᴍᴇʟᴀᴡᴀɴ sᴇᴍᴜᴀ ɪᴛᴜ? ᴀᴅᴀᴋᴀʜ ʜᴀᴛɪɴʏᴀ ʙᴀᴋᴀʟ ᴅɪᴜʙᴀᴛɪ sᴇᴍᴜʟᴀ? ᴄᴇʀɪᴛᴀ ɪɴɪ ʜᴀɴʏᴀʟᴀʜ ʀᴇᴋᴀᴀɴ sᴇᴍᴀᴛᴀ-ᴍᴀᴛᴀ. ᴛɪᴀᴅᴀ ᴋᴀɪᴛᴀɴ ᴅᴇɴɢᴀɴ ʏᴀɴɢ ʜɪᴅᴜᴘ ᴍᴀʜᴜᴘᴜɴ ʏᴀComplete![I Hate You But I Love You [ Completed ]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/108504988-256-k186711.jpg)
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ᴊᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴇᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsɪᴛʏ's ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ . ᴛᴀʜɪᴍɪᴋ ᴀɴɢ ʙᴜʜᴀʏ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴋᴀsᴀᴍᴀ ᴀɴɢ ᴍɢᴀ ᴋᴀɪʙɪɢᴀɴ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴀᴛ ɴᴀɢ ɪɪsᴀɴɢ ʟᴀʟᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴘɪɴᴀɢ ᴀᴀʟᴀʏᴀɴ ɴɪʏᴀ ɴɢ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀɴɢ ᴘᴀɢ-ɪʙɪɢ. 'ʏᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴘᴏɴɢ ᴡᴀʟᴀ ɴᴀɴɢ ᴍᴀᴋᴀᴘᴀɢ-ʜɪʜɪᴡᴀʟᴀʏ ᴘᴀ sᴀ ᴋᴀɴɪʟᴀɴɢ ᴅᴀʟᴀᴡᴀ ɴɢᴜɴɪᴛ ᴅᴜᴍᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴɢ ᴀʀᴀᴡ ɴᴀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ɴɪʏᴀ ɪɴᴀᴀsᴀʜᴀɴ . ɴᴀᴘɪʟɪᴛᴀɴ sɪʏᴀɴɢ ᴍᴀᴋɪᴘᴀɢ ʜɪᴡᴀʟᴀʏ sᴀ ʙᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ɴɪᴛᴏ ᴅᴀʜɪʟ ɴᴀᴛᴀᴛᴀᴋᴏᴛ sɪʏᴀ ɴᴀ ʙᴀᴋᴀ ᴀɴᴏ ᴀɴɢ ɢᴀᴡɪɴ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀɴɢ ᴀᴍᴀ ɴɪʏᴀ ʀɪᴛᴏ . ɴᴀᴘᴀɢ ᴜsᴀᴘᴀɴ ɴɢ ᴅᴀᴅ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴀᴛ ᴀᴍᴀ ɴɢ ʟᴀʟᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴋᴀᴋᴀsᴀʟ sᴀ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀ ᴘᴀɢᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ɴɢ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀɴɢ ɪᴋᴀ-ʟᴀʙɪɴɢ ᴡᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴀᴏɴɢ ɢᴜʟᴀɴɢ ɴᴀ ᴋᴀᴀʀᴀᴡᴀɴ. ɴɢᴜɴɪᴛ ᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʜᴀ ɴᴀ ɴɢᴀ ʙᴀ ᴀɴɢ ɢᴜᴍᴀɢᴀᴡᴀ ɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴀɴ ᴜᴘᴀɴɢ ᴍᴀɢᴋᴀᴋɪʟᴀʟᴀ sɪʏᴀ sᴀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ɪɴᴀᴀsᴀʜᴀɴɢ ᴘᴀɢᴋᴀᴋᴀᴛᴀᴏɴ ? ᴄʜᴀsᴇ ᴢᴇɴ ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ ɪs ᴀɴɴᴏʏɪɴɢ ᴍᴀɴ . ɴᴀ ᴘɪɴsᴀɴ ɴɢ ᴋᴀɪʙɪɢᴀɴ ɴɪ ᴊᴀɴɴᴀ ɴᴀ sɪ sᴀɴᴅʀᴇɪ . ʙᴀɢᴀᴍᴀ'ᴛ ᴀʟᴀᴍ ɴᴀ ɴɪʏᴀɴɢ ɪᴋᴀᴋᴀsᴀʟ sɪʏᴀ sᴀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴋɪʟᴀʟᴀɴɢ ʙᴀʙᴀᴇ ʜɪɴɪᴡᴀʟᴀʏᴀɴ ɴᴀ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴀɴɢ ᴋᴀʏᴀɴɢ ᴋᴀsɪɴᴛᴀʜᴀɴ . sɪʏᴀ 'ʏᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴘᴏ ᴛᴀᴏ ɴᴀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ᴍᴏ ᴀᴋComplete
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Let your heart felt the moment. It told a story of a girl Ayu Shizuoka, an irregular student at Tokyo Conservatory. A simple girl yet who had a big dream to be a famous singer that will recognize her heartfelt music. He met Kazume Yamato, a star student and a prodigy in music who's outlook in life seemed so melancholic, he didn't want to get famous that's why his success was delayed many times. As Ayu saw Kazume for the first time. She obviously showed motive. Everyday she kept on telling I like you. And from being a Like thing changed into Love. What if one day their music combine as one? Will two hearts beat as one? With the upside down in their story. Ayu stopped admiring Kazume for breaking their pinky promise of debuting together. After 8 months of shining his star. Kazume came back. Will music be out of string? Will music heals the pains? A story where a star fell from heaven. Will you count it to million stars? Filled with fun and pains of how they reach their dreams.Complete
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ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ. ᴋᴜɴɢ ᴀɴᴏ ᴀɴɢ ᴋɪɴᴀ ɢᴀɴᴅᴀ ɴɢ ᴘᴀɴɢᴀʟᴀɴ ɴɢ ᴘᴀᴀʀᴀʟᴀɴ, ᴀʏ sɪʏᴀ ɴᴀᴍᴀɴɢ ᴋᴀʙᴀʟɪᴋᴛᴀʀᴀɴ ɴɢ ᴍɢᴀ ᴇsᴛᴜᴅʏᴀɴᴛᴇ ɴɪᴛᴏ. ᴍɢᴀ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴʏᴏ ᴋᴜɴɢ sɪʟᴀ ᴀʏ ᴛᴀᴡᴀɢɪɴ. ʙᴀᴛᴀ ᴘᴀ ʟᴀᴍᴀɴɢ sɪ ʀᴏsᴇ, ᴀʏ ɴᴀʀᴏᴏɴ ɴᴀ sɪʏᴀ sᴀ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ. ɪᴛᴏ ᴀɴɢ ɴᴀɢsɪʟʙɪ ɴɪʏᴀɴɢ ᴛᴀʜᴀɴᴀɴ sᴀ ʟᴏᴏʙ ɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴛᴀᴏɴ. ɪᴛᴏ ᴀɴɢ ʜᴜᴍᴜʙᴏɢ sᴀ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀ ᴋᴜɴɢ ᴘᴀᴀɴᴏ ᴘᴜᴍᴀᴛᴀʏ ɴɢ ᴡᴀʟᴀɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀ, ɪᴛᴏɴɢ ᴘᴀᴀʀᴀʟᴀɴ ɴᴀ ɪᴛᴏ ᴀɴɢ ɴᴀɢᴛᴜʀᴏ sᴀ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀ ᴋᴜɴɢ ᴘᴀᴀɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴡᴀʟᴀɴ ɴɢ ᴛᴀᴋᴏᴛ sᴀ ʟᴀʜᴀᴛ. ɢᴜɢᴜsᴛᴜʜɪɴ ᴍᴏ ʀɪɴ ʙᴀɴɢ ᴍᴀᴋᴀ ᴘᴀsᴏᴋ sᴀ ᴘᴀᴀʀᴀʟᴀɴɢ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴʏᴏ ᴀɴɢ ᴍɢᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴀᴋᴀ sᴀᴍᴀ ᴍᴏ? ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ.......... Completed.....Complete
Therra Dime Prism wasn't your typical damsel. She was a hurricane in stilettos, a wildfire in a designer dress and someone who is powerful and untamable. Horizon University, with its pristine lawns and classy students, was her personal playground for rebellion. Rules? She considered them peculiar suggestions. Expectations? Those were there to be shattered, like delicate glass under a stiletto heel. Then there was Leo Williams. The golden boy, all smiles and sunshine, with a gaze that could melt and whose smile was irresistible and awakened something deep within her. He was everything she wasn't someone who was predictable, safe, the epitome of "good boy" charm. But that predictability, that safety... it was precisely what captivated her. Was it a challenge? A dare? Or something far more dangerous? Her love for him was a dangerous game, a high-stakes gamble played with a smirk and a reckless disregard for consequences. She'd charm him with a glance, challenge him with a whispered dare, push him to his limits with a touch. Each interaction a calculated risk, a step closer to the cliff. But what if the game wasn't just about winning Leo's heart? What if it was about something more? More destructive? Was she truly in love, or was this a twisted game of conquest? And if it was love, could this hurricane, this wildfire in designer clothes, ever truly tame her wild heart? Or was this dangerous dance destined to consume them both in its fiery embrace? Because one thing was certain with Therra, there were no guarantees. Only the intoxicating thrill of the unknown, and the chilling possibility of utter ruin. ©All Rights Reserved.Theyhateia.2020
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