Fading Blueprint
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Última publicación dom, mar 15, 2026
She thought she had everything under control - deadlines, expectations, and the quiet fear of failing everyone who believed in her. As an engineering student in a world that doesn't wait for anyone to catch up, she learned to hold her breath and keep moving.
His life was a blueprint drawn long before he had a say. The right school. The right grades. The right future. But in the quiet corners of campus and late-night labs, he found something that didn't fit into the plan - her.
Between shattered circuits and mounting pressure, they found each other in the chaos. What began as comfort slowly bloomed into something undeniable. But when love is caught between ambition and expectation, between who you are and who you're supposed to be - how long can it really last?
Their love was real. Their timing was not.
And the futures they'd drawn so carefully?
They're starting to fade.
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