Undefined Stories

"My journey starts here"

Sora Aika has never needed much. Small apartment, a plant she's kept alive through sheer stubbornness, and exactly the kind of life she can manage on her own. She's not the girl who falls apart. She's just fine - quietly, efficiently, always fine. So when Seishiro Nagi asks her to fake date him, she agrees because the terms are simple. Low maintenance. No strings. Just enough proximity to make the noise stop. Except nothing about Nagi is simple once you're close enough to actually see him. He listens more than he lets on. He sits with her in silences that should feel empty and somehow don't. And then there's Kaiser - confident, magnetic, and more real than his reputation suggests - who turns his full attention on her and means it, forcing her to confront exactly what she's been feeling. Before anything gets resolved, Blue Lock comes calling. Nagi leaves. And what they were to each other gets filed under something without a word for it - which turns out to be the cruelest category of all. She tells herself she's fine. She builds a life anyway. She finds a career path and follows it - not because of him, but because of who she became on that soccer field with a clipboard and somewhere she actually belonged. Then she gets the roster. She sees his name. Low Maintenance is a slow burn about two people who were never good at saying the thing directly, the wound of leaving something undefined, and finding each other again on the other side - not because the universe arranged it, but because she built her way there. Some things are worth the effort. Even for someone who hates trying.

New York City, there's no better place to fall in love... or find yourself in a situationship. Lainey Johnston has lived in New York for two years after leaving her Texas roots to start fresh. Nathan Butte is an NHL hockey player who's enjoying his bachelor life. When the two of them meet at a bar post-game, try as they might, they couldn't stop the flame that grew between them. Or the kisses. Or the times they swore it didn't mean anything.

We are the product of evolution of the Universe and of life on Earth. We have evolved from unicellular organisms to animals, to apes and finally to humans. But from here, where will evolution take us? Today we spread through the Solar System and nearby stars. Tomorrow we will colonize the galaxy and the next day we will reach the edge of the Universe. And after that? Humans will evolve into a superior race called the Futurers, with immense power, able to alter space, time and matter, able to create new universes. It shouldn't be surprising to find out that our Universe was created by a group of futurers who travelled from future to the beginning of time and who guided evolution to ensure our and their creation. But is it so? This is the story of a man, considered by many as a prophet and by others insane, who launched the idea of Futurers in 2450, an idea that will culminate with wars and massive conflicts ravaging entire galaxies, as humans evolve towards 3800.

he was a ghost..pale skin,colour drained out of his eyes and emotions taken out of the heart. Nobody really cared about his presence until he finally did what ghosts do- he disappeared.

It's funny how everyone gets to be known to be someone or something. It's like they get a title and judged by what that title says. Most of the time, people don't even get to choose their title; other peers just choose the, for you and they may not even know you or your past. Sarah Leora was defined as fat, useless, and ugly. The worst part about being defined is you lead up to that part or title. Like you may not be what someone defined you to be at first, but then you finally do turn into the person you never thought you would be. All because someone else put a title on you. Sarah had an awful title and she changed it.