"I Never Regretted It" I wish I could have said that...

When I joined high school, life felt strangely beautiful. Everything felt new. The classrooms, the teachers, the notebooks with untouched pages, the sound of students talking before class began — all

𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Every night after university, Aisha boarded the same late-night local train home. The compartment was usually half-empty. There were tired office workers and dim lights flickering against the rain-sta

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"What do you know about her?" The man asked, wearing a professional uniform, and an ID that shows that he is infact an investigator, and not just any kind, those type of professionals that did somet

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Competition

Every twenty years, the village of Doddapur held the same terrifying meeting. The elders would gather in the temple hall, light twelve candles, ring a bronze bell, and announce with dramatic sadness:

A story that ended before it could begin.

For five years, she lived as a shadow-a quiet replacement for the woman her husband truly loved. When the original returns, Kaivan discards her with cruel finality, believing he's reclaiming his right

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The café was quiet, with soft lo-fi music playing in the background and the smell of freshly ground coffee hanging in the air. I sat across from Tram at a small wooden table near the window, my hands

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The bass had no sound. Leo had owned the instrument for sixteen years and had never once let it be heard past his own headphones. He played late, after his shift at the electronics store, when the ap

"A love so beautiful ❤️"

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A Unexpected Night... (The Slice of Life..)

Somewhere in a city.. The rain started at 11:43 PM.. Not a soft drizzle, Not the poetic kind people romanticized in songs, It came violently.. The kind of rain that swallowed entire streets whole… h

"A love so beautiful ❤️"

It's been 3 months and 2 camp since I joined this university and I am surprised that I never saw this guy before ,like how can someone not see him ....... There was something about him that caught m

~The petals of rose~

~𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢~ Tonight, the sky was wrapped in dark clouds, trembling softly with distant thunder. The city lights flickered beneath the storm like tiny la

Three Sisters and the Treasure Hunt

Once upon a time, there were three sisters. 👩👩‍🦰👧 And together… they were basically a public safety issue. 🚨😭 Whenever these three entered a village 🏘️, doctors became richer 💰😷, headache medicine s

I Hate You Jeon

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The Jasmine Letter

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