Each student has a picture and had to write about it

Taglish story/Fanfiction about the story of BrightWin with some of the BL boys and their Bestfriends.They want their friendship to last long but I think it will not last that long than BrightWin expected. One day Win realize that he likes Bright but he doesn't want to lose their friendship at all so he didn't tell Bright and always wants to run away from him. Bright is now happy in his life with her GirlFriend and Win doesn't want to ruined the relationship of Bright and his GF so he let Bright be even if it hurts in his part.

TAGLISH FANFICTION. 

They believe that they'll be partners forever. But what if something bad came up? 

Gun Atthaphan Phunsawat a Famous Thailand Male Actor. With a bubbly and cute personality.



Hiro's POV, 

I never felt this before... 

My heart is beating so fast as if I am running some laps which I have never done before because of my asthma. 

I don't know what causes me to feel this way...The crowd?The suffocation? The fast beats of their music? 

Or because of the cool girl who's playing the electric guitar from the back? 

She's not just mysteriously pretty but she's also super cool!!! 

Their songs are also good which I can't help but sing along with them and their rhythm. 

Because of my asthma, my activities are always limited. 

My way of fun is only playing video games, reading mangas, and watching animes. 

I also want to be like Eury... 

She's so cool while she's playing volleyball. I want to be cheered by the crowd. 

Like Marky... Whose always at top of our p.e class 

I badly want to be like them but now... 

I am free to experience this feeling. 

This is my first time attending a live performance. 

I look back at the girl then saw her looking in my direction also. 

My eyes automatically lock on her only. I want to assume that she's only looking at me. That there is no one in this Mall but only me, who's watching her. 

But for not too long she takes back her gaze in my direction then focuses again on her electric guitar. 

My heart is beating so fast again. As if their drummer is beating my own heart instead of the drums. 

- 

After the performance worth two hours I went straight backstage. 

I thought that I won't be able to survive the crowd of people earlier but unexpectedly, it wasn't that bad as I expected it to be. There's still enough space, and air for me to breathe over the spot I was on earlier. 

There are still a lot of people in here backstage. 

The staffs are busy tidying up their things, some of their fans who came here to take a picture with them, especially their band vocalist. 

A girl suddenly poking at my side."Excuse me...?"I look at her giving her a puzzled look beside me 

"Uhmm can you take a picture of us?" Then she shows me her phone while pointing to her group of friends, with the drummer and the electric guitar girl. 

I immediately nod my head and take her phone from her hand. She quickly runs over to her group. Joining the group photo. 

I position the camera to find the perfect angle to take their photo. Then I click the capture button. 

"One more time!" I said to them before taking another shot but this time, I am only focusing on the electric guitar girl. 

"Okay!" I said smiling. The girl who asked me came quickly to me to take her phone back. 

"Uh...Can you send me this one photo first?" I nicely ask her while pointing to the last photo I took. 

Her eyebrows meet showing confusion on her face."Why don't you just ask her to take a photo with you? I'll take it for you since you helped us!!" She gladly offers me but I just shake my head showing that I disagree with her. 

"Nah hahaha, I just need this one photo." Then I wave to her my phone. 

"Okay..? You sure??" She still asks me one final question but I said no again to her which only makes her send me the photo I took of the electric guitar girl. 

She gave back my phone to me."Thanks a lot!!" I cheerily thank her. 

"No problem!Thanks also for taking our photo!!" She says then leaves. 

I don't even know the name of this girl in the photo. 

So for now she's my electric guitar girl. 

When will be there next performance? 

- 

Eury's POV, 

It's our second day of training camp today. Right now we are against the Leoñes Academy. 

Unlike yesterday, I am part of the game now. 

"Let's see whose sets are better between us two!" She said smiling at the other side of the net. 

I nod my head to her."yeah. I am looking forward to it." 

We will be serving first. 

"Nice serve!!!" My teammates said at my back to our player who will be serving. 

She quickly serves the ball. The opponent's libero receives it right away. The ball is up in the air. 

"NICE RECEIVEE!!!" The other team said. 

The serve is good and strong but their libero is amazing also to receive it. Their number 7 receives it then toss to their setter."Grace!!!" Giving her a signal that she will be tossing it to her. 

Grace sets the ball to their left."Jean!!" 

Our middle blockers quickly went there to block. Their spike strongly spikes the ball but luckily our libero digs it which keeps the ball up in the air. 

"NICE RECEIVEEEE!!" we all said to Olivia. 

It's only the start but the game is already intense. 

Keziah quickly supports then toss the ball to me. 

"GIVE IT TO MEEE!!!" Pauleen asking for a set. 

Knowing that I will set the ball to the center, their blockers quickly went there. 

I gave Pauleen a high toss to give her options on how she is going to spike it to pass over to the opponent's blockers. 

They were all surprised by my set and Pauleen quickly made a cross-shot in the middle. 

"NICE KILL!!!" They all said to Pauleen. 

Her cross-shots and quick are amazing. She's not the ace but she is one of our best offenses. 

"Nice kill..." I simply compliment her. 

"NICE TOSS EURY!!You're TOSSES ARE THE BEST!!"She says loudly to make the other teams hear it. 

I just made a palm face because she's starting a fight again. 

"You just scored by luck!!" Samantha mockingly says from the bench. 

"HUH?!! Says the one who can't even do a clean shot to our team!!!" Pauleen didn't let it pass of course. 

"Wow!!! It's cool to see your sets in person!! I am so happy that I attend this training camp with you!" Grace suddenly interrupts. 

"I am also happy to attend this camp with you." I genuinely tell her back. Then we went back to our position to play again. 

This is only the start of our practice match. 

We are not here to compete. 

We are only here to learn new skills from each other. 

To become the best team.

Sypnosis:
Have you ever fell in love with a fictional character from a game, your favorite book or in an anime?

Eury is a big fan of Claude. An anime character and her virtual boyfriend. As an almost perfect girl like her , no guy has ever gets her attention in real life.

But what if the perfect girl meets her virtual boyfriend in real life?

Shiloh. A guy who looks exactly like Claude. Although they look exactly the same, they still have the complete opposite personality. If Claude is the perfect ideal guy for Eury then Shiloh is the least ideal guy for her.

But will she be able to like someone who looks like her ideal guy or will she likes him even she is out of her league?How will her virtual boyfriend can became real?

"wait a minute, wait a minute, you must wear this hat first!"
Yang Yi did a lot of preparations for Xixi's birthday. After all, it was the first time to make a birthday party. He also went to the Internet to find some cases and learned to arrange himself. At this moment, he seemed to think of something, hurried to the side of the storage basket, picked up a few hats.
"Xixi wants to bring this!" Yang Yi took the artificial crown that he bought when he went to the pedestrian street with Xixi on the right hand. Although it was a bargain, it was also shining brightly under the light, and it looked like the real princess crown. .
"Mama, Xixi look good?" Xixi smiled sweetly, letting Dad help her head in her hair, her neck didn't dare to move, she could only twist her body.
"Good looking! My little princess! Right, Yang Yi, I think I can take a photo here! Keep it as a commemoration." Mo Fei patted Yang Yi's arm, some relatives said.
"Yes, but wait a minute!" Yang Yi still has two conical hats in his left hand. He wears one first and then points to Mo Fei.
"I don't want to wear it!" Mo Fei took a step back and laughed.
"How is this going? Xixi's birthday, we all have to wear it!" Yang Yi blocked Mo Fei in front of the bar, leaving her nowhere to go.
Then he personally helped Mo Fei wear it, hooked the rope and hung it under Mo Fei's chin. This process is inevitable skin blind date, Yang Yi fingertips across Mo Fei's chin, feeling the delicate texture of her, looking at her flushed cheeks.
If the beauty is picturesque, it is actually a fool, forgetting to take back his fingers.
Mo Fei also stupidly leaned against the bar and looked up at Yang Yi. So close, Mo Fei almost felt Yang Yi's breath. So close, Mo Fei can almost feel the burning of Yang Yi's eyes. So close, Mo Fei also forgot to avoid, so he looked at Yang Yi's sharp face and healthy face.
"How are you still not good? I am waiting impatiently!" Or the voice of Xixi, interrupted the embarrassment of this moment.
Mo Fei reacted first, and she squinted and pushed Yang Yi away, pretending to go to Xixi without any problems.
Yang Yi also shook his head and smiled. He also pretended that nothing happened. He went to the side and picked up the SLR camera he bought before. He said loudly: "Xixi, Dad came to take pictures of you!"
I took a few photos, and there were separate photos of Xixi's "Yes" gesture, which was still changing, and photos taken by Xixi and Mo Fei mother and daughter.
"Yang Yi, you have come over and shoot! Timing!" Mo Fei just had a very happy time with Xixi, and now it is also a smile to Yang Yi.
"I want to shoot? Don't you?" Yang Yi scratched his head. "I want to shoot it for you!"
In fact, he is not willing to take pictures. The old stereotypes made him feel that as long as he took a photo, it is easy to leave traces to his opponent, and the tracking of others becomes easier!
However, it seems that now I don't have to worry about this problem. After all, his identity is no longer a killer, but an ordinary person.
"Come on!" Mo Fei said. "You are a father. How can you say no? Come, let our family of three stay together for a photo!"
A family of three, Mo Fei almost blurted out, and when she finished, she realized that she suddenly blushed.
However, this is indeed the case, Xixi is four years old, three of them, have not had a photo!
Yang Yi did not insist, he adjusted the camera's timed shooting, then ran over, with Mo Fei left and right, and the little girl with a bright smile was in the middle.
"snap!" The picture is fixed, everyone has a smile on their faces, even Yang Yi and Mo Fei are laughing very naturally, only wish this happiness can be passed on for a long time…
There is still food on the bar, not only the fruit that is washed with water, but also the snacks that Yang Yi has baked and made. When Yang Yi played with the camera and prepared to use the tripod to fix the recorded video, Mo Fei took the hand of the little princess of today's birthday and first came to taste it.
"This is a cookie." Mo Fei picked up one and put a bite on his mouth.
Her eating position is always so elegant, just a small bite, the left hand is placed under the chin, for fear of falling out some residue.
"Hey, delicious!" Mo Fei likes Yang Yi's craftsmanship. This cookie is not only exquisite, it is not worse than the cake shop, and it is crispy and sweet, and the taste and taste are just right! Moreover, she likes the cranberry inside, which is a bit sour and especially delicious!
"I want too!" Xixi was in a hurry, she couldn't reach it, unless she climbed into the chair, but Yang Yi moved the chair away for the bar.
Mo Fei smiled and handed it to the little girl. He also said, "You can't eat too much. It will be better to eat later! If you are full, you will regret it!"
"Is it better?" Xixi originally had a fragrant appetite, and his appetite was wide open, but after listening to his mother, he was hesitant to eat this cookie.
The snacks made by Yang Yi are of course not only cranberry cookie cakes, but also colorful glutinous rice bran.
This glutinous rice glutinous rice is very interesting. Green is mixed with green tea powder, pink is strawberry-flavored, and yellow is mango-flavored. Of course, it is filled with red bean paste. There is also a white, but inside is a purple heart – purple potato stuffing!
Just as Mo Fei and Xixi tasted the snacks, Yang Yi came over with the guitar. He also pretending to debug the microphone and the bracket: "cough cough, hello, hello!"
Mo Fei has seen the guitar hanging upstairs in Yang Yi's study, Brown Beetle. Of course, she knows that this guitar is expensive, and she knows that the landlord left it. She used to think that the BB guitar in Yang Yi was to cast pearls before swine, but she had better, so I didn't have the envy to find Yang Yi.
"What are you doing?" Mo Fei looked at Yang Yi with a funny smile. She didn't know that Yang Yi would play the guitar. When she looked at Yang Yi's clumsy look, she smiled.
"This, I want to sing a song to Xixi!" Yang Yi said in a serious way.
"Okay, okay!" Xixi happily patted the small palm. She was so happy today. Mom and Dad prepared a birthday party for themselves, and Dad actually sang.
In fact, Xixi is not as surprised as Mom, because Yang Yi sang "Let_ it_ go" in front of Xixi, so Xixi is still looking forward to it!
Mo Fei is also a bit curious. She wants to know Yang Yi, a guy who once knew nothing about music and didn't bother to understand. And still the guitar is playing!
"Did he go to learn to play the guitar?" Mo Fei thought.
"Then I started!" Yang Yi put the microphone back on the shelf and began to kick the guitar strings.
"5, 565, 17…" A light, simple rhythm sounds.
Mo Fei took a look at the fingering of Yang Yi's right hand. It seems to be a bit stiff, but this simple repetition, with only a few changes in the melody, is enough.
But the position of the left hand on the string is not bad, he really learned it!

Right after transmigrating into a parallel world, Yang Yi was a bit stupefied upon seeing a adorable little girl calling him father. Fine, Xixi is 100% my daughter, but my child’s mother is actually an aloof, absolute beauty who’s a famous singer.

How do I coax my baby? Yang Yi, who was a assassin in his previous life, scratched his head. How about I tell some stories? Yang Yi didn’t think that the stories he imported from his previous world would be famous world-wide! How do I bring back my child’s mother who left in anger? The experienced Yang Yi indicated that there was no problem a love song couldn’t fix. And if it couldn’t, then two songs!

Word count - 2005 words.
Amelia's POV
"It's over!!" Emily cried in despair beside me while people going around us stared at us as if they had seen poop on their car roof.
"Yeah Em, it is," I empathized with her. I mean who would want Shawn Mendes concert to end??
A ping sounded which told me I received an email. I took out my phone and opened the mail to find an email telling me that I was selected for the meet and greet through the lottery!!       
"Oh My God!!!!! I'm going to meet The Shawn Mendes!!" I squealed to Emily, who had had to cut down her daily dose of cheese burst pizza from Pete's Awesome Pizza, in order to save for Shawn Mendes Concert Ticket.
"What do you mean?" she asked me as if I was just babbling.
"I mean that I AM MEETING THE SHAWN MENDES, " I squealed again and the words sank into her thick skull.
"You mean, YOU ARE MEETING SHAWN MENDES?" she asked me again.
"YES!! I just received an e-mail telling me that I am one of the two hundred fans who were just lucky enough to meet him."
"You bitch!! How did you even get the meet and greet pass??!! You get as much as I do and most of it goes to your sister."
"Man, I've been saving up as much as I could when I got to know about this concert," I explained as I avoided being strangled just before I met Shawn.
"Wow bitch!! You cheated on me!"
"What can I do to make it up to you?"
"Get me a photo of his. Signed. Now go else you will be last one in the line," she pushed me towards the VIP door to the arena. "And don't fangirl in front of him," she shouted out after me.
So I went towards the VIP door, hoisting my guitar bag on my back. When I say that my legs were like Jell-O would be an understatement. They felt like slob and I was gliding myself on them. Inside, a bulky and muscular dude was blocking everyone of us to check their emails and and then letting them in. Unfortunately, I was the last one the guy checked so I was the last one to join the line. The line seemed to be too slow for my liking as I was really excited to meet him as soon as I could.
Finally after three hours, my turn came. I breathed in and went through yet another door and there he was, sitting on the arena he had performed on just a couple of hours ago.
He was talking to one of his friends, Nash. When he saw me coming in he put on his polite smile and said, "Hello, Amelia," and held out his hand in front of me. I bet my life  that at that moment my heart stopped.
"Oh my god! Are you real?" Did I actually say that in front of him??!! I mentally smacked myself on my forehead.
He gave a laugh and said, "It seems so."
I blushed and looked down towards my feet.
"Hey Amelia, it's fine. I have had worse than this. One girl actually fainted once when I said her name," he said. I lifted up my head and saw amusement etched on his face.
"So what do you want Amelia? A signed photo or a picture with me or anything else?"
"Uhm...actually I wanted you to sign my guitar please and a picture would also do. And if I can have your autograph, I can give it to my friend," I said and added, "If you don't mind"
"Of course not. I am here for you guys only. You make me who I am. Else without you guys, without the Mendes Army, I wouldn't have been able to achieve so much," he said. "Give me your guitar."
I zipped open my guitar case and handed my acoustic, Ticky, to him. He took it from me and looked at it.
"Hey, it looks just like mine," he said with a little smile.
"Yeah, my dad got it for me when I turned 17."
He also saw the name I had written with a permanent marker when Dad gave it to me on my birthday.
"Ticky?" he asked looking amused.
"Uhm...It's his name," I said and flushed.
He gave a chuckle and asked, "So Amelia, do you want me to write full name or just Amelia?"
"Whatever you want to," I said.
He smirked and signed my guitar. After he was done he handed it back to me. I looked at it and gave a little nervous laugh. He had signed it: To Dear Lia *and Ticky*, From Shawn Peter Raul Mendes ❤❤.
He had signed it with his full name and he addressed me with a nickname only my mum called me with, Lia. My eyes filled with tears and I tried to not spill them out of my eyes but.....Stupid Tears.
"What happened?" he asked with a curious expression.
"Nothing, It's just that my mum was used to call me Lia," I said as I wiped my eyes.
"What do you mean was?" he asked me.
"I actually lost my mother when I was 14, courtesy to cancer. We got to know when it was too late and she lived only a couple of months after we got to know." I still remember her weak and frail but still giving me her brightest smile that said: Don't worry I'll be around for my grandchildren.
"I'm sorry," he said with a sympathetic gaze.
"It's fine. " I said and then asked more brightly, "Can I have a picture with you?"
He didn't say anything but smiled and held out his hand, which I assumed was for my phone so I handed it to him after punching in the passcode.
He took it and handed it to Nash but not before he dropped it once. So typical of him. I gave a giggle and he looked relieved that he didn't break my phone. He picked it up again and saw my wallpaper. I was stupid enough to not change my wallpaper before handing him my  phone. It was a collection of his photos.
He gave a small smile and handed it to Nash and put his arm around my shoulder.
"You're quite tall even though you're not wearing high heels," he commented on my five feet nine inches height. [A/N: Though I'm 5'9"-9"]
"Yeah, people tell me that, " I said and shrugged.
"And here," he handed me his photo with his sign. I looked at him with confusion. "For your friend."
"Oh. I totally forgot it."
"Dude, we're getting late for your interview," Nash said as he handed me back my phone.
"So, I think I should leave now. I've taken a lot of your precious time."
"Oh not at all. I'm there for my fans always."
"Thank you for these though," I said, holding up my phone and the signed photo. "I'll see you later."
"Yeah you will, but I might if I'm lucky enough."
I chuckled and went through the door on the other side. Just before the door closed behind me, I saw him wave to me and I waved back to him. I was surely going to see him later that evening, of course on my phone.
I came out of the arena area only to find Shawn's Jeep pulling out of the arena garage. That was quick. I sighed, thinking that this was a one time opportunity which most people don't even get. With another sigh, I moved towards the café Em and I had agreed to meet in.
As soon as I stepped through the door,  I was greeted with a very excited and anxious Emily.
We weren't even able to seat ourselves, when she bombarded me with questions, "Did you meet him? Did he ask your name? Did he sign your guitar? Show me. Did you ask for his autograph for me? Did you ask for a photo? Did you...."
"Em, please....." I cut her off followed by a sigh.
"Sorry, I just got over-excited and anxious. What took you so long?" she asked.
"I was the last one."
"I told you so."
"Oh, please!"
"Fine! Tell me everything. Wait, let me get our drinks."
She went to get our drinks while I contemplated how to quieten her down. She came back with our drinks: A cold coffee for her and hot chocolate with floating marshmallows and a slice of dark chocolate cake for both of us.
She set down our drinks and stared at me with her start-now-I-am-listening-like-I-listen-to-Shawn's-songs look. I gave a dramatic sigh and started telling her about it. I was at the part when I blurted in front of him if he was real when she interrupted me.
"Wait. did you really say that to his face?!"
"Yeah, kinda."
"Really, you are a bigger dork than I imagined. I mean who says things like that to someone's face?" and she cracked up. She was loud enough for the girl at the counter to scowl in disbelief at us. "And it was Shawn Mendes you said that to," which made her cackle more loudly.
I continued with my story and handed her the signed photo. But instead she asked for my guitar so I handed it to her.
"He saw this also?!" She asked pointing to Ticky.
"Uhm... Yeah, he did." I said.
"Well you know what you just made a dork of yourself in front of Shawn Mendes."
I groaned and put my head on my folded hands. I peeked up to her and said, "I know, right?"
"Yep. So now what?"
"What? Now nothing. I will go back to my life and job."
"Guess so. Let's make a move else my mum will have you for dinner."
"We are staying at your parents' tonight?" I asked her and she nodded. "Yeah, unfortunately with Jacob and Sophia.
I gave a chuckle and followed her out of the door.
God, only if dreams can be true.


Shawn's POV
"Bro, what has gotten into you?" Nash said as the driver pulled out of arena garage.
"What?" I asked him with an innocent look.
"You know what. Bro I've never seen you smile like that to your phone, even when you were with Camila."
"Uhm, actually I've found someone."
"What?! Who?"
"Yeah, see this."
I showed him the Senorita cover Miss Amelia Mary Warner had posted on her YouTube channel, Coming Through.[A/N: No such channel is there. If there is, it's just a coincidence.]
"Whoa, dude she is just so..."
"What?" I asked him.
".....Cute."
"Yep and the bloopers are even amazing."
"Hey, did she just shut her friend's mouth?"
"Yeah, she did. " I said, laughing and Nash joined me too.

Amelia Mary Warner, an ambitious and hard-working girl, has a normal life. A normal friend circle, a normal family minus mother, a good paying job. Her life turns upside down when she meets the singer Shawn Mendes, but in a good way. 
But their relationship is not without its own challenges, what with jealousy and fear of losing the other. 
Are they meant to be forever or never?
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 "YOU FUCKING KILLED HER!! YOU FUCKING KILLED MY....." -Amelia
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" You're the one who makes me feel lively, apart from my family. You're my sunshine." - Shawn
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"What if he doesn't love you? What if this is all just to get in your pants?" -Gabriel
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"I love you with all of my heart. I am giving it to you. Please don't break it." -Amelia
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"This is just like a dream. Guess we found our forever." -Shawn
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Luna stared at the photo of Edward and Ethan, who sat hugging each other from the side and smiled at the camera. It makes them look as if they are smiling at everyone who sees the photo.


"When is that photo?" Asked Luna, pointing at the photo

"Recently. before Edward got married, he came here asking for blessing, we had a photo together, "Ethan replied as he sat on his king-size bed.

"Oh, you are very close."

"Of course, I feel sorry for him, since childhood his mother has died, mom loves him as much as he loves me too"

"Why doesn't he live with you? I mean, I'm friends with Edward, but I never knew you were his younger brother, and you were never with him in Jakarta before," asked Luna, who was curious about the fate that Ethan was Edward's younger brother.

"I've only been to Jakarta for a few months. When David was getting married, I just moved, and ..." Ethan replied but stopped, remembering the wrong room incident with Luna.

"And you hindered me," said Luna, disappointed.

"Not on purpose," said Ethan guiltily.

"Even though I am in the spirit of pursuing my career," muttered Luna as she sat on the bed and lay down. Straighten her sore waist.

Ethan begins to feel uneasy when Luna starts discussing career matters. He was afraid that Luna would still try to be a model after giving birth, still ask for a divorce, or that their child would only be cared for by a baby sister. Ethan didn't like that. because since he was a baby, he was only cared for by his mother. Not with the help of baby sisters. He wants his child to get love from his mother, not a baby sister.

***
Jakarta


Shandra who has just come home from work looks gloomy in her room while waiting for Arsha, who hasn't come home from work. she kept thinking about the fate of her younger household.


The room door opened, it looks like Arsha has just come home. He approached Shandra, who was still in her work clothes lying on the bed.

"Why, are you sick?" Arsha asked with a frown looking at his wife who looked lethargic.

"No, I'm just having a lot of thoughts," Shandra replied as she sat on the bed leaning on the pillow.

"What are you thinking?" Arsha asked as she took off his Tuxedo.

"I think about Luna, I don't want her to be divorced, sorry for the children later," Shandra replied sadly.

Arsha sits down beside Shandra, then hugs his upset wife.

"I'll help advise her. I sure she can change her mind, Ethan will make her as comfortable as possible and she will feel that there is no need for a divorce, don't think too much of it, "Arsha assured Shandra. As a brother-in-law, Arsha was given the responsibility to look after and watch Luna by his in-laws.

***

Singapore

In the night. All of Ethan's family gathered in the garden next to the house. They have a barbeque party.

Ethan with his mother and also Doni and Maura, grilling sausages and meat, grilling corn, while Luna sits on a chair while singing accompanied by guitar strings from Alexa's fingers. They look cool and familiar. Who knows? Alexa is good at playing guitar and Luna also likes singing.

occasionally Ethan turned his head to look at Luna, who looked cheerful that night.
"They both just met, they immediately became close," murmured Maura, Alexa's mother.

"Yes, it looks like they are the same age. Luna married Ethan young because of an incident but I hope this marriage is not just Ethan's responsibility," replied Dina while focusing on grilling sausages.

"You love your wife," Doni said, glancing at Ethan

Ethan only responded with a smile and nodded, Doni patted his nephew's shoulder, "then, make her love you too, don't let her leave you, poor kids you will later if you separate."

"Sorry I'm late," said someone who just came with a woman beside him.

Luna and everyone who were partying the barbeque turned to stare at that person. It is Edward and Viona who always follow him.

"Her again, why do you have to bring that bitchy wife?" annoyed Alexa. Her mood to play guitar just disappeared when she saw Viona's arrival.

Luna stared lazily at her former lover, she just remembered that Edward was also part of Ethan's family, he must have joined the reunion. And why doesn't Alexa like Viona either? But she chose to remain silent.

"It's okay. The important thing is that you come with Viona too," said Dina while throwing a friendly smile at Edward and Viona.

"Why are you late, are you too busy?" Ethan asked.

"Yes. Viona is also busy, right honey?" Edward replied and then glanced at Viona.

"Yes, I helped take care of my father's company," said Viona, strengthening Edward's reason for being late.

"Honey, I want the sausages, are they ready?" Said Luna, who now indulgently called Ethan "darling" while leaning her body against Ethan's. she was annoyed at Edward who called Viona "dear" even though yesterday had said he still loved her. That made Edward even worse in her eyes.

Ethan, who was a little strange and surprised at the call, was a little nervous, but felt happy, without suspecting that it was only because of the annoyance factor with Edward. "Yes, but it's still too hot," he said.

"Em, let me blow it." Luna grabbed the cooked sausage with a fork and blew on it.

after it wasn't too hot, Luna ate the sausages while feeding Ethan too. Everyone smiled at the intimacy of Ethan and Luna. Except for Edward and Viona.

Edward is not happy to see Luna being intimate with Ethan, while Viona is not happy because she doesn't like Edward's family, Viona is too naive and unfriendly.

Luna was forced to stop modeling because of an incident that made her pregnant and had to marry Ethan who feels guilty about accepting the marriage even though Luna doesn't love and ignores him, and asks for a divorce after giving birth.

Luna, who has lost popularity and the bad news about herself as a model, is even more annoyed by Edward's presence. he is her ex-boyfriend who turns out to be Ethan's half-brother was married Viona to save his company.

Who would have thought, Edward insisted on getting Luna back even though he had Viona.

"Don't ever think I'll come back to you, Edward. Because right now I love Ethan!"

Edward doesn't care about Luna's refusal, he continues to act to get her, who loves Ethan.

Will Ethan and Luna's love survive Edward's interference?

We'll see the rest of the story

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When we're back home, yes, my home because it feels more like a home to me than the house of my parents, I use my new toothbrush and my new toothpaste in my new own bathroom in my new room. I put the pajamas Sarah bought for me and put the slippers we also bought. Before going to bed, I go to her office to give her a kiss. I know I made her happy again.
…
I heard the door of my bedroom opens, then Sarah wakes me up with a smile on her lips.
"Good morning, Sarah." I say.
She looks at me and smiles. She's wearing above a knee-length white skirt and a short sleeves button-up, her hair is neatly tied in a ponytail.
 "I don't want to wake you up this early, but I need to go to work." She informs me.
"What is your job?" I ask.
I scratch my eyes yawning.
"I am a teacher." She says.
"Aren't you bother as a teacher that I will not go to school today?"
"It's okay. Just read the books we bought yesterday."
She kisses my forehead then leaves my room, which I cannot remember my own mother did to me.
I check the delicious food Sarah cooked for me before she left for school. This time she made pancakes for me. I make milk and pour the maple syrup on my pancakes. Since I will not be going to school this morning, I did what Sarah told me. I am so happy that I don't have to think about school, or my old family, and the life I used to have. I look for something good to read.
 
Back at my parents' house, we have pocketbooks that are not suited at my age. I really want to read some of the stories, but if I don't have homework mom used to make math problems for me, no time for me to watch T.V. or read fiction stories.
I grab one of the books that caught my attention: a twisted pencil cover, it's about a seventeen-year-old boy who was a geek and becomes famous. Then there was a scandal of a famous girl in their school, which he became a prime suspect of it.
I don't like reading books when I never had a chance to read novels for my age, but this time maybe it will change since I have a lot of novels, thanks to Sarah.
 
After reading for hours I feel hungry, I look at the clock and it's already time to eat. I remember Sarah told me to preheat the food she prepares for me. I check the table but I see nothing on top, so I decided to check the huge refrigerator then I see the menudo that looks great but the grease is molded everywhere on top. After preheating it on the microwave, smelling the hot meal makes my mouth waters. Sarah is not just a loving and kind person but she's also a great cook. If only I can stay here with her forever, but I know someday she will bring me back to my real family if not now maybe soon.
I wander around the house even though yesterday, I did it already with Sarah. I found myself standing in the middle of the music room and I suddenly feel the need to touch the guitar.
 
One time while I was in the church where my family often visits, I was with Kuya Adonis playing the song he taught me. Mom found me and stormed to us, she screamed at Kuya Adonis for teaching me how to play guitar and not math. I was so mad and embarrass at her that day: she furiously destroyed the guitar, the guitar that I know worth a thousand, in front of us. I was crying and screaming at her, then she slapped me while Kuya Adonis tried to protect me.
I can still remember what she said: 'She's my daughter and you're not allowed to come near to her.' Regardless of what she said, I still visited him. He is one of my best friends, always be my best friend.
 
I'm looking at the guitar remembering that bad memory, and then I feel the tears on my cheeks. I grab the guitar and play the song Kuya Adonis taught me. It is a song called 'This City Never Sleeps' by Jason Walker. I don't know him but Jason Walker is one of Kuya Adonis' favorite artists and he knows all his songs, which I learned to appreciate his music. When I finish singing few songs I feel the urge to play the piano.
I remember hating going to music school to learn how to play piano when mom forced me to go when I was six. But I just realize how fun it is to play. I learn how to play just a few songs, like some of the songs of Jason Walker, Jamestown Story, and other artists.
 
The door opens, it is already afternoon and Sarah just got home.
"I'm sorry for…" I start.
She holds her hands up in the air. I stop talking and just look at her.
"It's okay, you can play everything in this room." She says.
"I got bored and found myself in here."
"You play well." She says in delight.
"You love music so much for collecting these."
"Those are not mine. Those are from the woman who saved my life."
 
She touches the edge of the keys. Wonder why she doesn't want to talk about her past not even to detail about the woman who saved her life. She looks around and goes to the drawer by the window, then she takes something - digging her hands inside. She returns to me holding a photo with her. She leans to me and shows me a photo of a woman.
"What's her name?" I ask Sarah.
The woman in the photo is beautiful; she is wearing a floral dress with a ribbon in her head.
"She's beautiful." I comment.
"She was." Sarah says. "Her name is Karmella."
"I'm just curious, how did you meet her?"
She sits next to me and put her shoulder bag on the floor.
"You are a curious girl, about everything." She says.
"I don't understand why people, like you, care about the people you just met in the street." I say.
"It's not bad to care for the people who needs care."
"It's not like that, I just wonder where their kindness came from." I say and look at the ceiling. "The people who dedicate their life to do something to the people; for example the kind people, I know they are doing that because they experienced something that changes them. Like you, you are helping the runaway kids because you experience the same."
"I like that you're thinking about it." She put her hands on her knees. "Well, as for Karmella, she was not a runaway kid like us. I was working at a senior citizen hospital and she was one of the doctors there. We became close and then one time I opened my life to her, she cried so hard like she knows how hard it was for a kid like me to experience what I have had experienced.
"One night she asked me to stay with her… in this house. While we were having dinner, she told me that she was longing for her daughter. That was why she liked me because she reminds me of her daughter. She was the only person I told her about my family and the life I turned my back to."
Her tears begun to stream but she doesn't seem to care to wipe them away from her face. I step closer to her and wipe the tears for her. I want to ask about her past life but I know she doesn't want to tell it to me. She's still keeping it to me, or maybe she just doesn't like telling her past.
"What happened to her daughter?" I ask.
"Her daughter left her, to go abroad when she married her foreigner boyfriend but there was a tragedy."
"They died?" I ask.
She nods her head.

"Well, drop items ..."



　Check the material and drop item obtained by defeating Devil Bear.



[Devil bear Red hair fur] ... Devil Bear's fur. Very resistant to fire and very warm, but with a subtle touch.



[Devil Bear's Meat]-Devil Bear Meat. Meat hardens when baked, but is very tender when stewed.



[Bad bear's blood]-Devil bear's blood. Sometimes used as a magic item, but can also be drunk as it is. The taste is refreshing, there is no iron odor, and it is used for soup broth. If you drink it, you can gain resistance to fire.



"Hey, blood ..."



　The drop item obtained was a large reddish fur, a lot of meat wrapped in mysterious grass, and a lot of blood packed in a large bottle.



"I'm not sure how much resistant to flames I get ... but if you can eat it, let's use it for cooking next time."



　Ordinarily, it may be annoying just because of blood, but I ate anything if I knew I could eat it. I have no money.

　After confirming the effect, throwing it into the item box turned his eyes on the rest.



"Monster core: A" ... Rank A. A special core that can be obtained from magical monsters.



"Fire Guitar" ... A rare drop item that can be obtained from Devil Bear. Playing with this guitar will make you feel uplifting and passionate. Once you can master it, you will be able to control the fire.



"Aside from magic stones, guitars ..."



　No, I was a little surprised at the rank of A.

　The level was high, and it used  magic, so I usually thought it was about S rank, but it was probably a higher level A rank monster. Same rank as Goblin General.

　If you think so, you can not imagine what kind of monster is a monster of S rank.



"Oh no. I don't understand this guitar better than magic stone ..."



　It seems like a rare drop item, but why a guitar?

　Like the rare drop item "Kurotsuki Necklace" when Hell Slime was defeated, accessories were better ...

　And I ... I've only used instruments like recorders and keyboard harmonica. I couldn't afford to touch other instruments for entertainment or hobby.

　It says that if you can master it, you can manipulate the flames ... It seems different from being able to use magic, and what is it?



"... Well, now I've got a little extra .... should I maybe buy a beginner guitar textbook at a bookstore and practice it?"



　I've never had a hobby before, but it might be a good idea to start something.

　When I thought so, a message suddenly appeared before my eyes.



"Level up"



"Oh, it's level up"



　After all, if you fight against elegance, the level will easily rise. That's very dangerous.

　I immediately showed my status.



[Yuu Tenjo]

Occupation: None

Level: 235

Magic: 5900

Attack power: 7900

Defense: 7900

Agility: 7900

Intelligence: 5400

Luck: 8400

BP: 200

Skills: ≪ Appraisal ≫≪ Patience ≫≪ Item box ≫≪ Language understanding ≫≪ Shin martial arts: 7 ≫≪ Precautionary reading ≫≪ Quick reading ≫≪ Cooking≫...

Title: Door Master, House Owner, From Another World, Person Who Visited Another World for the First Time



"Oh, two levels are up."



　Not only my own level, but also the level of "Shin Martial Arts" was rising. Good luck.

　For the time being, there aren't many BPs, so I gave my luck all the luck and the points making it reach 8,600.



"Okay, so I've come a little further?"



　After confirming everything, I went back into the forest again.



***



　When Yuu was exploring the forest, it was tough in the world's entertainment world.



"Hey, did you see that photo !?"

"I saw it! He's in the picture with Miwa-chan, right?"

"That man? Where's the office?"

"I don't understand that at all ..."



　At the office of Miwa, who took a photo together with Yuu at the shopping mall, it was a topic.

　The information network of the entertainment industry is not disdained, and men appearing with Miwa not only in Miwa's office but also in other offices ... In other words, stories about a good night are flying around.

　Even though only one day has passed since the shooting.

　Not only is the photograph of Miwa, a model that has begun to become a hot seller, but the light of the photographer who took it was also a very famous person in the entertainment world.



"Hey, find out about that boy!"

"Name is!?"

`` What is the scoutman doing ?! ''

"I will definitely catch you!"



　Various fashion-related offices were starting to work to scout the nights.

　However, when the office asked Miwa for the name of the night, she said that it was personal information and Miwa did not know it. The photographer's light is also a rare person who is not interested in such office ideas, and did not give a name of Yuu for the same reason as Miwa.

　As a result, the name of the night was never known to the office.

   Miwa and Hikari both acted as if they were thinking about Yuu, and Yuu didn't even dream that his own topic had come up.

　Also, I'm withdrawn at night.

　I would only go out when my daily necessities ran out or go to school, and it was difficult to encounter any more because my daily necessities had just been replenished during this time.

　At night, spending time in another world is more enjoyable than anything else, and unless you have a chance, you will not stop exploring the other world.

　――However, it was only a matter of time before he was known to the public.

Tenjou Yuuya has been a bullied boy since the past.

He lives in the home of his beloved grandfather while he goes to school. As usual, he receives a harsh bullying, and he takes an extended absence from school to have some time to heal his wounds.

While on this long time of absence, he takes the opportunity to clean his grandfather's house and goes to a room he never went before, where his grandfather keep many different objects that he gathered from his travels around the world. While he was arranging the objects, he found a door not on a wall among the objects.

Out of curiosity he opens this door, what he found on the other side was...

I'm only translating the original: https://kakuyomu.jp/works/1177354054882725960

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