The book is an Epistolary novel where the protagonist writes his daily events into a letter amd sends it to an unknown individual. The individual was not revealed within the story. He writes about his high school crush, his childhood trauma and his first Relationship and how he made friends after his only friend died or commited suicide. It really gets exciting to get on this journey of this school boy which everybody does go through at some point of their lives.

Kain, a teenage boy, finally got what he always wanted, adventure. Too bad his adventure happened after his death. Well at least he gets wishes.

What? He only has 1 wish and 2 perks? 

What do you mean he can't choose a world to reincarnate in? He must Spin-The-Wheel to decide a world?

Kain, a teenage boy, finally got what he always wanted, adventure. Too bad his adventure happened after his death. With 1 wish and 2 perks, he will decide his fate.

Goody-good-two shoes Beatrice Marie considered herself a wallflower and stuck on being one.

Thus, contented herself in leading a dull life in High School and concentrated on making stellar grades instead.

But, one incident changed the course of her life...

As soon as Eun Ji heard this, her mind immediately went to the email she had received at the diner. Had he signed up and even later participated in the online challenge? There was only one way to find out. 

She reached for her phone with speed and quickly opened her gmail. 

"And then I left for Mr Sun's office at that time when you were about to receive the-" Jae Hyun stopped abruptly. There was conflict in his eyes as he saw Eun Ji open the gmail. "So that's what they sent..."

"Yes. I received this and they said I won but..." Her eyes widened as she realized the mail had indeed been sent to her and it wasn't a mistake. Jae Hyun jumped off the chair and hugged her when he heard her words. 

"We won Noona! We have to proceed to the next stage! Yayy!" The boy grinned widely. 

"Quickly, watch the video I posted. It's that one where you were dressed as a boy and wore a skull cap." He clicked on the video and they both watched it with silent anticipation, as if they had never watched it before. In the video, Eun Ji had set the phone on auto record while she and Jae Hyun sang. 

Towards the end, they had looked at each other and both ended the song by saying 'with you...' at the same time. 

Now watching the video again, Eun Ji made an 'aww' sound as if she wasn't the one who recorded it and even partook in singing along. The video had been recorded on the rooftop where landlady Min was growing her flowers and those flower pots were used as the background. It gave off a perfect background. 

"We won..." Eun Ji slowly breathed the words out, still slightly dazed. They won. They had a chance to proceed to the next level and if they could keep the positivity going and strive better, they would also have the opportunity to enter into the Wallflower band. 

As Eun Ji thought about it, this suddenly felt so surreal.... 

The Wallflower boy-band was a dream. Every teenager who knew much about their songs in the industry liked them, or at most, almost every teenager did and she was given the opportunity to go now... 

"Yes!" Jae Hyun did a happy dance around and then came back to kneel before her. His sister was still staring in a daze, a small smile on her lips. "Quickly check, what did they ask us to do in that mail?"

Eun Ji who just snapped out of her jumbled thoughts, reread the details, this time more carefully as she made sure she properly understood each word. 

[Dear Applicant 1075, your entry into the Wallflower boys challenge has been reviewed and was moved to the next stage. Congratulations, you can now proceed by formally filling the form below. Also, attached to this mail, is your entry video and we hope this is just the beginning of such rare talent! Cheers, Wallflower boys headquarters!]

They had to go to the headquarters... they would even live there and get to see each of their role models. The headquarters was at Jeju Island. Quickly, Eun Ji sat up and clicked on the link to read the requirements. 

Her hands trembled as she did this but Jae Hyun had a smile on his face throughout. He could tell his sister was happy as well even though she still wasn't reacting so giddily and jumping up like he was doing. Unlike him, Eun Ji rarely showed so much expression and it would take a genius like him to do something and bring out a shocking reaction from her. But still, Jae Hyun knew his sister. She was as happy as he was about this opportunity. 

As Eun so and Jae Hyun read the requirements, silence reigned in the room. 

[1. The training will be conducted in the headquarters. This is at Jeju Island. 

2. All the contestants will be in the house and each one will be paired with two more contestants and together, they will work as teammates. They'll all call each other house mates. 

3. The contestants will present two songs they created as a group and tell the judges how those songs influenced their lives. One will be presented at the end of the first month while the other will be presented two weeks after. 

4. The whole process of selection will take place within six weeks. 

5. All the participants must be in the male gender. Meaning, no female is allowed because, hey.. It's a boy-band.  

6. All the participants must be 15 years or older. 

We wish you a safe housing and hope you will put your best into this competition because you might just be the next Gui boy! 

Good luck!] 

Eun Ji and Jae Hyun looked at each other in panic. Then the next second, they each let out ear pitching screams at their predicament, holding each other's hands. 

"Must be fifteen and above!" Jae Hyun sulked with a pout. His mood suddenly became sour as he stared at his sister who would have also been lucky to compete since he couldn't. If she had been a boy... 

"Why are you looking at me that way?" Eun Ji asked with a blank expression. 

"If only you had been a boy Noona, then we wouldn't have to worry about the gender." He said within a heartbeat which made Eun Ji stare at him so intently.

"How do you even know the 'gender' word?" Eun Ji queried instead of replying to his concerns. She was always surprised by the way her brother spoke and easily understood so many big words.

The Gui boys have been together for so many years and now want to accept newbies into the boy-band. Jung Ho, the band leader is ruthless and known for seeking perfection and pushing people's limits. 

Especially when you test him. And a little minx who thinks he is adorable and can get away with everything keeps testing him! The ruthless Jung Ho promises to make the boy's life a living hell!

When Eun Ji, a tomboy from Seoul hears about the Wallflower boys audition, fate plays it's funny way and Eun Ji finds herself in the headquarters along with several men. 

All through this time, she is disguised as a man and wars in a battle to be among the top 5 qualified to rank as a member of Wallflower boys 2.

The only obstacle on her path now is that this opportunity is only open for boys!

Will Eun Ji survive in that house full of men and scheming individuals or will she get exposed while trying?!

A week before Ash's birthday, Deen finally finished the painting. Ryu excitedly volunteered to pack the painting in the day of his birthday and for the mean time, its in Deen's studio left to dry. She also started to paint the other commissions left and a few days later, she decided to go out alone and take a breather. She's been keeping herself in both her own and the school's studio for days now. She doesn't want to become a caveman just yet so she went for a walk at an eco park twenty minutes away from her place. She didn't call any of her friends to join her, among their friend group, she's the only one who loves to have some alone time and she loves walking alone to keep things out of her mind. She loves the silence that only the noise from the people around her can break whenever she's out like this. If you're going to ask her, the times like that is the only times that she can say that she likes the crowd. People mind their own business and never bother to look up, she can walk without people looking at her, she always feel invisible like this and she loves it.
A wallflower, that's what her peer used to call her. She always stay out of sight of everyone and always prefer working alone. She's the type to not attend college parties and make excuses to avoid social gatherings of their schools. She's been living like a shadow in her freshman years, letting Ryu handle all of her deals and quite thankful that Jrey found her at the art building's rooftop a few months later when their semester started and decided to adopt her and intruduced her to Astra who liked her instantly and made their group a trio before Tungsten and Astra got together when they're sophomore and made their group a quartet with the occasionally addition of Ryu. She would rather stay as a wallflower if you ask her but that didn't happen ever since her professors discovered her talents and made her come and participate to every exhibit for their school and from then, she started talking to her classmates and somewhat made a circleof friends but she never really hang out with anyone outside of their school unless its Ryu and the others. She would love to continue thinking about the past if only the sky didn't get dark and is about to rain. She's about to head home but she noticed a new establishment at the other side of the road, she's not ready to go home yet so she decided to cross the road and entered the new cafe.
She instantly met the strong smell of coffee that is being brewed when she opened the door and can also smell the new baked cookies that one of the staff is arranging in the counter. The cashier happily greeted her and asked for her orders not letting the smile fall from her face. She automatically ordered a black coffee and a strawberry shortcake with a candle. The cashier smiled and greeted her a happy birthday and even offered a free cookie but she declined and went at the farthest corner that is quite hidden by the plants after paying. She only get to check the cafe's interior when she's seated and she can say that it's cute. There are plants everywhere and fairy lights, small potted succulents at the walls and cute cacti in every table with a glass that has moving lights in the inside making it look like there are fireflies caught inside.
Her orders came after a while with the candle already lit and the waiter singing a happy birthday for her.
It's not her birthday.
Her birthday is still a few months away but she don't have the heart to tell the waiter that it's not her birthday yet. They even gave the cookie she declined a while ago. She thanks the waiter and leaned at the chair with the coffee in her hand. She took a sip and looks outside to watch the people running for shelter when the drizzle starts. The sky turned darker than the last time she checked, its like the weather wants to cry with her. She put the coffee back at the table and subtly clutched  her aching chest and willed her tears to not fall. She forgot what today is, she's been busy and never checked the date, she never noticed how the days passes but now that she mindlessly read the receipt a while ago, she finally understands why she's been dissociating a lot lately and even had a panic attack the other day. Guess no matter how busy she can be and forget the time, her body and mind still remembers the days that she once considered special. Her eyes turned glossy and before a tear could fall in her eyes, someone reached for it and wiped her cheeks. She's startled and turned her head so fast that she almost got a whiplash.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to startle you." A guy covered from head to toe said fastly with his hands raised. "Zirrius?" she asks and Zirrius nods his head for a confirmation. "I'm sorry. Its just that I saw you and you look so sad. I can't help myself but to reach for your tear when its about to fall." He said softly as he sits in front of her.
He looks at the foods on the table before looking at Deen sympathetically and gave her a smile. Deen can't meet him in the eye so she looked down and noticed the candle wax that is already melted and formed a new shape in the middle of the cake, she winced and reached for the spoon to remove the wax, grimacing when the cake design is already ruined and she didn't even get to admire it. "Did your date stood you up? Want me to beat him up?" Zirrius said softly and reached for Deen's hands to intertwine them. She let out a chuckle and shook her head. "Its my parent's birthday today. Kinda weird for me but they share the same birth date and that's today." She whispers, not entirely sure if Zirrius heard her but the soft "oh" that he lets out indicates that he heard her. "Is that why you're sad? Because they didn't make it? I'm sure that there must be an emergency or something so I hope that you'll get to celebrate it later." Deen's only reply is a smile and gave a squeeze at their intertwined hands.
If only that's the case.
"Want to eat this cake with me?" She offered instead of telling him the truth. She's not really in the mood for a story telling and she was never ready to talk about her past with anyone even with the girls. Zirrius gave her a smile, "Let me go and ask for another spoon and buy some coffee. Do you want me to buy another one?" he asks as he points at her already cold coffee. "Its fine. I can drink cold coffee." She said and Zirrius gave her a nod before going to the counter.
The two of them ate the cake silently with a few jokes from Zirrius to lift Deen's mood. And when they're done, Zirrius made her drink a whole glass of water to avoid sore throat. The rain has stopped by then so Zirrius invited Deen to go for a walk at the park, she's been there already and is not in the mood for another walking but still agreed for her stay out longer. She's been trying to avoid drinking lately and going home now means that she wouldn't be able to resist the temptation of grabbing a bottle of whatever alcohol she hid in her drawers. She's not alcoholic, she's really not, its just that she found a comfort in drinking to the point of passing out whenever she gets lonely or she feels empty and its gotten so bad that Ryu scolded her for drinking too much. And the only thing that's keeping her from going home and drinking instead of staying out is the promise she made with Ryu that she wont drown herself in alcohol and Ryu wouldn't send her to a rehab even though she doesn't need to be sent there, Ryu's just overreacting.
There's only a few people in the park when they get there due to the previous rain and its already dark leaving the few lamp posts to light their ways so Zirrius took of his mask leaving him with only his cap on to cover his face. "At last! Fresh air." He said exaggeratedly and stretches his arms in front of the man made lake. Deen chuckles at his action and sat at the railing of the small bridge where they're standing. "Thank you for the company today by the way. I hope you didn't cancel any plans because I was lonely and shit." She said as she crosses her arms and looks everywhere but Zirrius. "I love spending time with you." He simply said and sat at the railing in front of Deen, copying her action. "It's also a nice change of scenery, you know? Our usual meetings always in the night time and in an exhibit, this is the first time that we met in the daylight and get to spend the day longer. I'm calling this our first date." He said cheekily that made Deen laugh. "A date in a cafe is way too cliche for me. I'd rather call our first meeting at the gallery our first date." She answers. "Isn't a blind date still a cliche?" Zirrius teases. "It's not a blind date if we never texted and the meet up is a coincidence." Deen grins at him. "Don't worry, love. None of this is a coincidence." Zirrius suddenly sang that made Deen blink up at him, recognizing the verse in one of their songs that she happen to hear at Astra's phone when she was checking out the duo. "Because we're the two who found our destiny?" She continues. Reciting the line instead of singing it back. Zirrius suddenly became serious at this, the playful ambiance being gone because of her.
"I know who you are and I'm not going to tell people about meeting you in person." She said hurriedly, hoping that Zirrius won't get mad at her. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I swear I didn't know who you are at first, I only got to know you when one of my friends got excited over the painting and introduced you and Ash to me." Zirrius chuckled at this and went in front of her. He held her face with both hands and made her look at him in the eyes before speaking, "I was aware that you don't know me at first and believe me, I can recognize a person if they're a fan or not. I'm sorry for being serious with you just now, I just thought that you would remain oblivious about me for a bit longer but I guess commissioning you for that painting made it impossible for you to not know about me."
"You were almost successful, if only you didn't drop that Z on Ryu and too bad for you, my friends are your fans. I actually heard your songs a lot because they always play it." She said as she reaches for one of Zirrius' hand in her face. "Is that why you know the lyrics? Tell me, are you secretly a fan?" He teases. Deen rolled her eyes at him and pushed him back slowly. "I wanna go home." She said before walking away and Zirrius followed her with a laugh. "Oh, did I just found a new in denial fan in this starless night?" He continued teasing her. "I was about to become one but I changed my mind when you opened that damn mouth. Even go as far as admitting that you had me at your voice but nahhh. You suck." She said as she walks faster leaving Zirrius but he still caught up in no time with his long legs. He put his arm in her shoulder and pulled her closer to him leaving no space in between them. "No one can resist my voice. I can sing to you if you want?" He said with a wink that made Deen groan. "I swear I'll get back to you with all this teasing." She murmurs that only made Zirrius laugh and playfully sang a few verses of their songs to her.
Deen won't admit it but she's thankful that she met Zirrius. She's glad that Zirrius found her in that cafe and stayed with her, glad that he invited her for a walk.
They didn't noticed it but the moon's actually peeking at them, using the clouds to cover its bright light while they pushes each other and laughing loudly when one of them almost tripped.
They also didn't noticed it but Fate has been watching them, hiding from the willow tree near the bridge where they momentarily stopped, smiling at how the two remained oblivious at how their fate has changed from that night, finally binding the thread that the stars has made.

We never get to move on in life unless we acknowledge the things that binds us. Accept that it happened. Forgive and let go. Be free. 

_______________________________

Legend has it that wishing upon a star makes the wish come true. When you wish upon a star, it makes no difference who you are, anything your heart desires will come to you. 

A month after leaving home, at exactly 2:00 am, Deen is out in a playground where she wished for something that she never thought that will be granted by the stars. Three years later, she met a superstar named Zirrius who helped her realize that there are great things in life that she should treasure and be brave to face the reality of life. 

Together with their friends, they helped her face her own demons and so she went back home to fix what is once broken and to finally have peace with her past.

They all settled onto the bed, reminded that it would be the last time.
"You guys, this is so sad," Remy said. "The four of us will never watch a movie on this bed again."
Emmitt commented, "Yeah, it'll be real sad when there's a lot more room on the bed."
"But it won't be this bed," Remy whined.
"Literally every bed throughout campus is the same," Landon pointed out, taking Emmitt's side. "The only thing that changes about them is the words that are carved into the frames."
"Exactly! I'll never again see the drawing of a dick that someone from years past carved into this one. Like, sure, almost every bed has a dick carved into it, but this one had character."
"Okay, I'm sold," Emmitt said. "This is super sad. We should all kiss the dick in honor."
"No, I'm not doing that."
"That would be very unsanitary."
"Uh uh. No, thanks."
He scoffed, "Fine. I'll just kiss it for all of you."
Remy grabbed his shoulder. "For your health, I'm going to ask that you don't do that, please."
"Jealous?" He raised his eyebrows up and down.
"Of a penis carved into a bed frame?"
"You're upset that I'll be kissing it instead of you."
"Oh. Yes. Totally. You figured me out. Dang it."
He smiled, then pressed his lips to the frame.
"Ew!"
"Do you know how many people have probably touched that?"
"That's pretty nasty."
He clapped his hands together, "Now that the dick-kissing has commenced, let us watch Renee's stupid movie."
"Yeah, that insult doesn't mean as much after I witnessed what you just did," Renee said. "You've lost all rights to be allowed to criticize anything ever."
Emmitt shrugged, "That makes sense. Now go on and play your little movie."
She stuck her tongue out at him. "I will," she sassed.
As they watched the movie, each of them was constantly aware of the waning time they had left with Renee. Landon held her hand the whole time, wondering when he'd see her next and what this change might do to their relationship.
When it was over, the time was only about 8 PM.
"So what do we do now?" Renee asked.
"How about a car ride?" Landon suggested. "We could drive around the city, make last-minute memories, do something cliche that you see in movies."
"Ooh, we could find a tunnel and stand up as we go through it like in The Perks of Being a Wallflower," Emmitt said. "Oh, wait. My car doesn't have a little roof hatch or a truck bed to stand up in." He pouted. "Damn. The whole plan's ruined."
"I'm so sorry you can't live out your dreams," Remy said snarkily.
Ignoring them and just focusing on Landon, Renee said, "That sounds nice. I'd really like that."
"Go get your keys, bitch," Landon told Emmitt.
"Maybe I'd be more inclined to get them if you didn't call me a bitch."
"Getcha car... and bring it around front, peasant."
"That's better," Emmitt said, standing up and heading for the door. "Come along, Rem-Rem. You're riding shotgun."
Remy could tell that Landon wanted a moment alone with Renee, so he followed Emmitt out the door.
As soon as they were alone, Landon asked, "So what does all this mean for us?"
Renee shook her head, "I honestly have no clue."
"I guess that means we're doing the whole long-distance thing, then."
"Landon... you know that never works. And I can't just hold you back while you could be meeting lots of other girls. You've only dated like, two people your whole life. And I don't want to stop you from seeing who else is out there." Her voice begins to break. "There are better people than me for you to date."
"You're breaking up with me? After everything we've been through, we can't make it work?"
"That's not what I'm saying. I love you, and I'm sure I always will, but we can't maintain our relationship when we're going to be so far apart."
"You don't even want to try?"
He expected her to explain herself, but she just shook her head, tired of using words, tired of explaining things, tired of trying. "I can't be a good girlfriend to you right now. Maybe we'll get back together someday, but I have to be alone right now. Do you hate me?"
"I could never hate you, and if you think this is what's best, then I'll just have to get over losing you. Just promise me we'll still talk, that we'll still be friends."
"Of course," she nodded. "We should go. Emmitt's probably got the car by now. For the time we have left, let's just enjoy it. Don't think about what comes after."
"Okay," he said, hugging her and kissing her on the cheek, well aware that it could be the last one they would share. "I love you, Renee."
"I love you, too."

At a festival, 18-year-old Remy overhears a very private conversation. He listens as two people talk about killing another person. He is compelled to follow them and witnesses as a boy about his age murders another teenager. But was this taking of another's life justified? Remy soon finds that he is unable to separate himself from these people and must get closer to this boy in order to find out what brought him into a situation where he needed to kill someone.

Warning: There are mentions of sexual assault throughout this book. The actual act is not explicitly described, but if you are sensitive to that kind of thing, you might want to skip this book.

Samantha POV
 
Habang binabasa ko ang mga first kiss quotes napapakunot noo ako 
 
"It wasn't that long, and it certainly wasn't the kind of kiss you see in movies these days, but it was wonderful in its own way, and all I can remember about the moment is that when our lips touched, I knew the memory would last forever."― Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember
 
"I think Heaven will be like a first kiss."
― Sarah Addison Allen, The Sugar Queen
 
"It was at first almost as if he hadn't wanted to kiss her. His mouth was hard on hers, unyielding; then he put both arms around her and pulled her against him. His lips softened. She could feel the rapid beat of his heart, taste the sweetness of apples still on his mouth. She wound her hands into his hair, as she'd wanted to do since the first time she'd seen him. His hair curled around her fingers, silky and fine. Her heart was hammering, and there was a rushing sound in her ears, like beating wings"
― Cassandra Clare
 
"I want to make sure that the first person you kiss loves you, okay?"
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
 
"Hannah wasn't my first kiss, but the first kiss that mattered: the first kiss with someone who mattered."
― Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why
 
"That was my first kiss," she said. "My first real one."
He brought his head close, resting his forehead on hers. Blond waves fell around her face, soft against her cheeks. His chest rose and fell as he drew in a breath. "Felt like the first real one for me, too."
― Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky
 
"At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, All the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, Everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense."
― Hermann Hesse
 
"Then he kissed her. Betsy didn't believe in letting boys kiss you. She thought it was silly to be letting first this boy and then that one kiss you, when it didn't mean a thing. But it was wonderful when Joe Willard kissed her. And it did mean a thing."
― Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy and Joe
 
"The secret is," I say, whispering right into his ear, "that yours was the best kiss I've ever had in my life."
"But I've never kissed you," he whispers back. Around us the rain sounds like falling glass. "Not since third grade, anyway."
I smile, but I'm not sure if he can see it.
"Better get started, then," I say, "because I don't have much time."
― Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall
 
"A first kiss after five months means more than a first kiss after five minutes."
― Steve Kluger, My Most Excellent Year
 
"Why?" He asked. " because it was the closest I could get to doing this."
He reached out and pulled me to him, one hand on my waist and the other behind my neck. He tipped my head up and lowered his lips on mine. I closed my eyes and melted as my whole body was consumed in that kiss. I was nothing. I was everything. Chills ran over my skin, and fire burnt inside me. His body pressed closer to mine, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. His lips were warmer and softer than anything I could have imagined, yet fierce and powerful at the same time. Mine responded hungrily, and I tightened my hold on him. His fingers slid down the back of my neck, tracing its shape, and every place they touched was electric.
But perhaps the best part of all that was that I, Sydney Katherine Sage, guilty of constantly analyzing the world around me, well, I stopped thinking.
And it was glorious.
At least, it was until I started thinking again."
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily
 
"Can I..." He stopped and his jaw flexed. "Can I kiss you?"
I didn't answer, and he didn't wait for me to. His hands caught me gently behind the neck and he pressed his mouth to mine, softly but firmly. Then he moved one arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him."
― Liz Reinhardt, Double Clutch
 
"I wanted to preserve this moment, this slice of time when the night was cool and bright with reflected moonlight and the possibility of a kiss hung between us, full of unspent promise. Every event in my life after this would be different because I would have been kissed."
― Alex Flinn, Bewitching
 
"Not that kind of cheating," Mags said. "More like...skipping ahead. If you like someone, you should have to make an effort. You should have to get to know the person--you should have to work for that first kiss."
― Rainbow Rowell, My True Love Gave to Me: Twelve Holiday Stories

Sabi nila mahalagang alaala ang first kiss

Sabi nila hindi mo malilumtan ang unang tao na inalayan mo nito

Sabi nila ito ang isang alaala na magtatagal sa iyo

Alaalang hindi mo malilimutan

Paano kung ito ay mapunta sa iyong kaaway / sa taong lubos mong kinaiinisan

Paano kung dahil sa first kiss na yun

Bumangon ang isang damdamin na ayaw mo

Damdamin na ayaw mong maramdaman

Pero mapandya ang tadhana 

Ito na ba ang sinasabi nilang the more you hate, the more you love

Subaybayan ang kwento ni samantha at gerald

"—Wake up—"

A finger tapped on his forehead gently. The voice was almost unfamiliar to his ears, it bore a soothing presence like a wave caressing his whole being. 

"You're going to be late for school."

Yang YueChen swatted the hand away, and hid underneath the blanket. "I don't have school..." 

That voice laughed instead. With a small tug, he pulled the blanket and tossed it away. "You're so going to regret it if you don't wake up now, boy."

"I have nothing to regret!" Yang YueChen groaned and rolled over to bury his face on the pillow. "It's not like I will be anything more than fifth place from the last!" 

Yuan Ji rested his chin on his knuckles and huffed. He then, rummaged the boy's closet. Folding clothes that got tossed away and reordering the whole closet. 

The deity placed a dress shirt on the desk and proceeded to look for the vest. Much to his disappointment, he found out that the grey vest he held had been wrinkled and a little torn. 

"Good Lord, when was the last time you wore this thing?" 

Hearing the question, Yang YueChen turned his head and said, "Three years ago… I think.."

Yuan Ji rolled his eyes and threw the vest into a basket. In short span of time, there were already more than a dozen clothing he deemed need some fixing. 

"You're giving mama a hard job, you know?" YueChen mumbled, on his face an annoyed frown. 

"Your mama will do the same, so be quiet and get ready." 

•


A finger poked his back. 

Yang YueChen turned to gaze back at the pair of ethereal looking eyes. The eyes, as if they were concealing conflicting emotions, stared through his soul. 

"What are you thinking?" The god whispered on his ear, his lips brushed Yang YueChen's skin lightly. 

The boy immediately covered his ear, "It… I'm just thinking about that night."

Yuan Ji propped his chin on his knuckles. He nodded once, a signal for YueChen to continue.

•


The graduation ceremony was overwhelmingly boring. Truth to be told, if it wasn't for the food, the third year Yang YueChen would have run away. 

Tell the report card and teachers to mind their own business! 

Yang YueChen wouldn't be coming home with another barely passing grades in his card. He knew better than being lectured for everything. 

'Don't blame the poor boy for not being able to compete with the other geniuses', he wanted to say it to his parents. 'Your son tries his best, even though it's not satisfactory!' 

As if receiving report card wasn't enough of a torture, to make things far worse, it was also the prom night. Which meant… Yang YueChen would be a wallflower for the entire night. 

In his heart he cursed loudly. Whoever came up with this idea had to be reminded that they're Chinese, not Americans!!! Fourteen, fifteen years olds weren't supposed to fool around! 

The boy sulked for almost a good hour, having no intention to move away from his seat unless it's food and he had a reason to. 

Yang YueChen fidgeted, his palms wet and hot. Being in the noisy hall of his school made his head spun but he  maintained his calm look. Only Yuan Ji noticed that he had been staring at the clock for a while. The deity stepped closer to him, offering a cup of juice to the anxious vessel. Seeing the stubborn boy refused to socialize, for he was an awkward loner, Yuan Ji took a seat and sat in front of him.

"Thanks..." YueChen forced a smile, one so stiff it seemed too off. 

Yuan Ji raised an eyebrow. He glanced over the teen's shoulder and saw Xu HuaLi and few of the bullies. His pale hand crept up to his face, pondering about something. 

"You can run away and hide in the bathroom, or stay here. Whichever you choose, I'm following you." The deity beamed at him, resting his arms on the back of the seat. 

Before Yang YueChen could say anything, a loud, energetic voice interrupted them. "Everyone! The night is still young!" It was the student council president. "Enjoy the rest of your time with your partner!"

After declaring that the dance would begin soon, the student council president stepped down and reorganized the songs and atmosphere. 


•

A-Die, who had finished doing laundry, happened to hear the story. Curious about it, she hid herself behind the wooden wall. Something that made Yue-Ge smiled so gently, what could it be? 


•


"Let's go?" Yuan Ji tilted his head to the door, indicating a small mischievous plan.

"To where?" 

"You'll see." The deity dragged the boy out of the hall and laughed. People immediately made way for the two, the crowd dancing parted for only them.

Soon, the laughter became distant and the music somehow became louder. 


The moon was big, bright contrasting the night. A few stars littered the darkness, softly illuminated the two figures outside the hall. 

Yuan Ji led him to the center of the field, right under a light. With only a snap of his finger, said light immediately turned on. 

"I don't find a good place but maybe this works too?" The deity murmured, and with a flick of his wrist, his clothes changed into a navy blue tux that hugged his figure perfectly.

"Are you trying to ask for a dance?" Yang YueChen asked rather innocently, an unsatisfied frown still on his face. 

"I'm thinking of stargazing, but if you want to dance that's fine too." 

"Sorry for the bother..."

"It's okay."

Not knowing what to do, Yuan Ji who barely had enough knowledge of dances only half raised his arms, imitating what people in the hall did. YueChen held his hand, and stepped back.

They began to spin around slowly, following the direction of the breeze.

No one knew how long the dance lasted. However, Yang YueChen knew one thing for certain.


His growing feelings, were never admiration. And not even heavens could take Yuan Ji away from him. 


Yang YueChen fell in love, to someone who might not love him back.

What will you trade for your wish?


The Tales of Three Realms told people's darkest secrets and wishes, as well as their attempt to gain what they desire. 

Tangled in the strings of fate, the two main character unravel the forgotten, hidden tales of the past. 

The stories themselves circulated around the banished water deity—Yuan Ji, and his companion—a teenager with an anomaly. 

Nine Weapons of Calamity versus Nine Instruments of Heaven, one grants your wish, another blessed you with power. Which will you choose?

The war is ahead of us, be ready for a great change in the Three Realms.

"Why are you so unhappy, Pearl? You've got a nice house. A good life. Nothing is ever good enough for you." Her husband Paul yelled and he grabbed his suitcase and headed toward the door. 
"Please don't go, Paul! Please. I know what you're up to. You're going to see HER!" Pearl cried. 
"You don't know me at all. You always make me out to be the bad guy when you're a mess and can't even manage your own emotions. You're the problem.  And you need to fix it. It's not always so dramatic, Pearl. You really need to get ahold of yourself." Paul said as he slammed the door behind him.
Pearl sat down on the floor in her foyer. She had worked so hard to decorate her house and make it look like a home. As she scanned the room through her tears, she realized it all meant nothing. They were only things. 
She had known for awhile Paul was cheating. He was a liar and a gaslighter. Her therapy that she had been taking behind his back opened her eyes to so much of what was going on. For years, she had been told she was the problem. And for years, she believed it. 
It wasn't always like this. When they first met, he was charming and made her feel like a princess. Surprise dates, flowers. She met Paul when she was very young, still in college. She was naive and idealistic at the time. He was an athlete and popular. A year older than she was and always had tons of friends and girls around. She was more of a wallflower, avid reader, wrote poetry. She only had a few friends. John Young and his girlfriend Janie were two of them. John and Pearl were in a garage band together. She liked to write songs and even though she was shy, she loved to sing. It was her way of breaking out of her shell, a little. 
Meeting Paul was a huge help to her self esteem. This popular guy liked her. It was like a fairytale. He proposed to her in his car one night, after they went to see a movie. It was simple but special. She said yes without hesitation. If she had only known what that answer would bring into her life. 
A decade of misery and emotional abuse. 
She picked herself up off the floor and looked at the door. She knew it was time. She had been building up to this day for almost a year. She had been saving money and had applied for an apartment closer to the city and her job. She was going to do it this time. She was going to leave him.

When real life divorce and loneliness becomes a fairy tale after a chance encounter with a movie star, Pearl’s life turns into a love triangle she wasn’t prepared for. Rock  stardom  and romance and getting a second chance at life and love means everything.

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