Story cover for Growing Up Overnight by BeatriceHarubi
Growing Up Overnight
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  • Reads 1,940
  • Votes 206
  • Parts 56
  • Time 1h 54m
Ongoing, First published Jul 05
12 new parts
Nut and Hong couldn't be more different. Nut is a tall, carefree, and popular high schooler who seems to have life all figured out-without even trying. Hong is quiet, focused, and utterly devoted to dance, chasing his dream with every heartbeat.

They never expected to become friends. At first, they misunderstood each other. Nut thought Hong was cold and snobbish. Hong thought Nut was loud and shallow. But life-like love-has its own way of flipping expectations.

This is a story of friendship, loss, dreams, and discovering love when you least expect it. From high school hallways to college dance studios, they'll learn that sometimes, growing up doesn't take years. Sometimes, it just takes one moment.
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A SKY NAMED US

11 parts Ongoing

Once, they were thunder in the same sky. Now, they drift-distant clouds across a silence no one dares to name. William and Est. Two souls who once moved like storms-loud in silence, close in chaos. What they had was never easy to explain. It was something felt in the spaces between words, in glances that lingered too long, in hearts that never learned how to speak their truth. And then-quietly, without warning-the sky they named "us" began to fade. No goodbye. No storm. Just a stillness too heavy to carry. Years passed. New skies formed. But some weather never clears-not when it's tied to the parts of us we never understood. This is not just a story of love. It is a story of distance-the kind that lives inside people. Of the aching weight of unspoken words. Of the fear of being known. And the quiet, exhausting journey of becoming strong enough to face your own sky. Because some skies don't storm or shine. They wait-undefined, unfinished, unnamed. Until someone dares to look up again.