Evanescent Dreams

Evanescent Dreams

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He exhaled on the risen platform in the park, watching the sun sink back to where it came from. "Why is that I always feel so subtly melancholic seeing this grand view." She smiled serenely. "Because it is so beautiful. The most beautiful objects, the most beautiful views, and the most beautiful moments of life always gift us with the most deep and sad emotions." "You know, that actually kinda makes sense! Yet we keep on desiring beauty. So ironic." "The same goes for memories. In the end, the saddest memories come from the conclusion of the most beautiful memories. We can never truly understand how evanescent the present moment is until it becomes the past." An in-campus murder happens, and the victim, or the perpetrator, leaves a message. Evanescent Dreams. --- A heartwarming romantic thriller. For you.
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Have you ever heard of a friendship crush? That strange feeling that lingers between admiration and love. It's not just wanting to be friends, but it's not quite something you can name, either. Just a quiet pull to get closer, to understand someone more deeply, without a clear reason why. Orm felt that for Lingling, a girl always within sight, yet never truly part of her world. They weren't friends, merely two people who knew each other from afar. And yet, for reasons she couldn't explain, Orm wanted to know her more. But the courage never came. Until graduation separated them, and that feeling slipped away, unspoken, unresolved. Then, fate brought them back together. In a foreign city, far from home. Under the sky of Melbourne, Orm, a student on exchange, searching for a place to stay and Lingling, offered her a place in her own home. What should've been ordinary turned complicated. There were tremors that shouldn't be there, emotions they couldn't control. And when their time was up, they returned to being strangers. But fate, it seemed, wasn't quite finished with them. Years later, they met again. This time, in Tokyo. Orm thought the feeling had died. But it hadn't. It had only been asleep-now awake, stronger, clearer, and far more painful.

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