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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jun 02, 2023
Zehra, a first year college student taking BSBA- Major in Financial Management, a woman with substance, maintains the high walls she builds so no one can invade her peace of mind, yet she's very known to her campus because of her angelic face and soft aura.

Who will believe that Zehra Delvin, who maintains her high walls, be friend with Cael Guevarra. Also, a college student taking an engineering course, a man who can make every girls heartbeat go crazy, but not for her, according to Zehra. 

"He's a great guy, but NO"
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The sound of pencil strokes filled the silence, a quiet rhythm against the weight of unspoken words. "I don't even like him." The sketchbook lay open, pages curled at the edges, filled with lines she never meant to draw. His face stared back at her-smudged, incomplete, yet unmistakably him. She sighed, pressing the tip of the pencil against his sketched smile. It wasn't fair. She turned the page. Now, in a crowded university hallway, he leaned against the wall like he belonged there. "Still pretending you don't care?" Rivan's voice held a smirk, but his eyes said something else. She hated that she knew the difference. "He was my childhood tutor. Now, he's my classmate. If this is fate, I want a refund." A flicker of silver caught her eye-the handmade guitar pick spinning between his fingers. Her guitar pick. She had made it without thinking. Had given it away without knowing. Hadn't expected it to find its way to him. He was laying down, staring at the guitar plectrum (pick) above in his hands. His fingers closed over it. "I wonder if she knows she already picked my heart." The paper crinkled beneath her grip, her unfinished sketch staring back at her. "Tell me, Nitya..." The whisper lingered like an unfinished melody. "What am I to you?" ─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── tropes • Childhood frenemies to lovers. • Friends to lovers. • College mates to lovers. ° He fell first and harder. ° Slow burn. ° Long Distance. ° unrequited ° soft romance ° Bestfriend ArchitectxMusician