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Paper Clocks

Leituras 24
Votos 1
Capítulos 2
Tempo 26m

Leituras 24
Votos 1
Capítulos 2
Tempo 26m

At Alderbridge University, time runs differently.

Usually navigating between lectures and the library, Evelyn Nguyen measures her life in deadlines and distinctions. That was until she's paired with Corin Hartwell, the boy who always seems to be running late but always laugh without a care.  

What begins in frustration slowly unfolds into quiet companionship. Between study sessions and shared silences, they learn to see the world and themselves a little differently. As autumn deepens and the campus clocktower chimes softer each day, an unlikely bond forms between two very unlikely students.

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"Tutoring was the excuse. Watching was the habit." ------ At an elite high school where reputation is currency and silence speaks louder than words, two students orbit each other in quiet contradiction. Pond is everything the campus expects-wealthy, untouchable, and sharp-edged. He walks the halls like he owns them, eyes cold, voice clipped, never lingering too long on anyone. Except for one boy. Phuwin is warmth in human form. Soft-spoken, sunlit, and always a little out of place among the polished chaos of privilege. He doesn't know why Pond seems to hate him. He doesn't know why he was chosen to be Pond's personal tutor. But when the offer came, he said yes without hesitation-his voice steady, his eyes too bright. What begins as a reluctant academic arrangement slowly unravels into something far more complicated. There are glances that linger too long, silences that feel heavy, and a history neither of them is ready to speak aloud. Somewhere between late-night study sessions and quiet moments no one else sees, the truth waits-tangled in memory, pride, and the softest kind of longing. Not everything is as it seems. And not every silence means indifference. ---

Hazy (wlw), de delusionalxlover

Emma just wants to make it through senior year and get out. She's tired of the drama, the mistakes, and the weight of everything she hasn't said. College is her chance to start over-no more tension with Oliver, no more cold stares from Violet, the cousin she's let down, and no more confusing feelings about Anna, the guarded girl she never expected to care about so much. Now, as the end of high school looms closer, Emma has to decide: run or finally let herself feel everything she's been avoiding. TW: strong language, abusive parents, sad thoughts (depression)

A Dress, A Glance and Him, de Nyah_tofu

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Ava & Liam: What it means to stay, de everiris

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The Silence Between Us, de splashcoke16

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