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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.

"Things are beautiful when they are just left undefined". What happens when a delicate undefined bond gets bounced in the hands of the society?Will it survive hardships or just break like any other bonds?...... _______________________________ Things turn upside down when Vrindha, an unattractive introvert meets Krishna Rajkumar, the sole heir of Rajkumar Group Of Companies.When things are already difficult between them, hell breaks loose when Vrindha's platonic gets on their way. // This is a work of fiction.Names,characters,business,events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination.Any resemblance to actual persons,living or dead,or actual events are purely coincidental. IF YOU LOOKING FOR SOME MERE TEEN ROMANCE,SORRY GUYS,THIS IS NOT YOUR CUP OF TEA. The story is strictly subjected to copyright.

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Death. Is the day when everyone will love you and think how much they would miss you and wish they could possibly have you back. But you just can't bring back what was once lost. And living with no one to appreciate anything of you, is like having a life that never was. =========================== Dear Baotina, Manosebleed ka sana. Tumulo sana ang lahat ng dugo mo sa katawan palabas diyan sa ilong mo. Matuto ka kasi ng tamang English hindi yung ikaw lang nakakaintindi. Salamat pala sa silbi mo sa akin kanina. Kahit papano pala may silbi ka. Naglalaba ng Panty, Scyllan