Miss No Mystery

Miss No Mystery

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Thymne Perfectias is not the typical type of a girl that Yuran Imperfecto would fall for. Yet because of a sudden accident that made him interested to this girl, he wants to know more and discover that she, Thymne, is just same as those flirty and clingy gals inside their campus. She's his Miss No Mystery at first impression. Then all of a swift, it shifted to Miss Yes Misery Mystery, at last. Yuran did not know the truth about her anymore. Just because of her notebook with written rants, quotes, confessions, opinions, conclusions, and etcetera, he never thought that the answer is hidden if he digs deeper, solve deeper, and swim deeper inside those words that she draws on it. What will he discover then, when he reads the last confession? What could be his possible reaction, feelings or sensation, when their paths will cross? And can they be a perfect stranger forever or can it turn to being with each other? Hence, he knows that she's no ordinary person. She could be his Miss No Mystery, but she can't be his one and only...
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In a world where everyone wants to be aesthetic, she's used to being admired but never truly seen. Compliments come easy-"You're so pretty!" "You look amazing!"-but no one ever asks, "Are you okay?" For the longest time, she's felt like a painting in a gallery-gazed at, praised, but never really known. Then there's him. He's not the poetic type who spins metaphors about her beauty, nor the mysterious bad boy everyone secretly obsesses over. He's just... him. The kind of person who forgets his umbrella on rainy days, orders the same coffee every morning, and sometimes stumbles over his words when he's excited. The first time they talked, he didn't stare too long. Didn't say she was breathtaking. Instead, he simply asked: "Pagod ka na ba?" And somehow, that meant more than any compliment ever did. With him, she doesn't have to be perfect. She doesn't have to be put together, doesn't have to filter her words or curate every moment. She can be quiet, messy, lost in her thoughts-and still, he stays. He listens. He waits. He makes her feel like she doesn't have to be anyone else but herself. Sometimes, love isn't about grand gestures or heart-fluttering moments. Sometimes, it's just someone who makes space for you, who stays even when the moment isn't aesthetic, even when you're not your best, even when you have nothing to say. And for the first time, she doesn't feel like a painting in a gallery. She feels like she's home.

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