Novels by Ylluscion

This song is for my only one baby. Even if you don't answer me now, it's okay, I'll wait and still hope. Please listen to this song, I love you. He said, oh my god, so many people, is he seriously doing this? I felt a little embarrassed when he started singing. It felt like my heart was stabbed when I realized that I was slowly starting to like him. I didn't notice it because I planted in my mind that it should only be Ryle. That I should endure until Ryle remembers. That I should be loyal to Ryle. That I love Ryle so much, no matter what. I didn't notice that the building I built in my heart was slowly crumbling. Photograph by Ed Sheeran Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes But it’s the only thing that I know When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes It is the only thing makes us feel alive Why is he so kind to me? I'm not that beautiful or kind. Why does he bother to love me? Why out of all the people he could like, it's me, knowing that I have someone else.

When I got to the classroom, they had already started discussing. Luckily, my teacher let me in. I was excused, apparently. We only had half a day of classes because the teachers had a meeting for the Christmas party. I wasn't interested in knowing about it, so I decided to leave school and wander around. I wasn't going to join that party anyway, and I knew my friends wouldn't join either. Well, they might be planning our own party. I want a beach party because I'm tired of their constant bar parties. That's what we always do when we don't want to join. It's not mandatory, though, because our teacher said so. We're used to it, and I'm naturally averse to those kinds of parties. Unless Mom forces me. If she's the one who says it, no matter who objects, there's nothing anyone can do. Though my mom is kind, she has that authority over us that we have to obey. I'm used to her mouth, once she starts, I know it won't stop. My cousins are useless too. They're scared. Speaking of cousin

Ash POV Months after I punched that louse king, I avoided running into him or even seeing him from afar. I don't know why I was the one avoiding him? But I don't know, I was adjusting. I've been busy with paperwork, group projects that really needed teamwork, so I stopped thinking about his group. And now, JS prom was coming up, and it was going to be held on the upcoming February 14th. But it wasn't that close yet, it was still December 5th, and my birthday was coming up. It's on Friday, and I just decided to have a party at a club and have a family dinner. My brothers agreed because they'd be there to watch over me, tsss. So I invited my friends and my favorite cousin was coming home. He's still young, the youngest brother of Kuya Ice, Jonas Alexander Ventura. He's just 7 years old. He's so cute with his dimple on his cheeks. He's adorable but sometimes he's so grumpy, he gets it from his brother, jusmee. So, because of my ramblings, I ended up in the library looking for books t

Ryle/Cyrus POV I woke up early, earlier than my usual alarm. I don't know why, but I just ignored it. I sent a message to my lovely Kristine saying good morning and that I missed her already. She didn't even reply. I think she's still sleeping. When I noticed no one else was awake, I decided to go jogging. This village had a baseball court, and I saw four people playing. They looked familiar to me, but I just continued jogging. "Cyrus, dude!" I heard someone call me, so I stopped for a while. I saw a guy running towards me with a smile on his face. He looked familiar. I think he's one of Ash's friends. "Why? Do I know you?" I asked. It's obviously true because I really don't know them. The others approached us. They were smiling too, which made me confused. "You okay now? By the way, I'm Eddy," said one guy. I just nodded. "Jomar here!" "Blue." "And I'm Brandon," they introduced themselves. They invited me to play with them, so I agreed. I felt comfortable with them. "Sorr

Cyrus' POV"Ryle, baby? Are you okay? Does anything hurt? Wait, I'll call the doctor," said the girl holding my hands. I don’t know why this girl is crying. Does she even know me? Why does it feel like she’s part of my life? Why do I hate seeing her cry? "Who are you? Why am I here? Get out of my sight! Where’s Kristine?" I asked the girl in front of me, confused. I saw the pain in her eyes from my words. It was like my words were a sword stabbing her. "Hey, baby, what are you talking about? Kristine? Why can’t he remember me? Ryle, it’s me, Ash. Please don’t joke like this," she said as tears streamed down her face. I woke up abruptly from my dream, gasping for air. Everyone in the clinic was startled when I woke up. I also saw that they were all there—except for Kristine. Maybe they had been watching over me for a while. It was already late in the afternoon. I must have slept too well. "Thank God, bro! You're awake," my younger sibling exclaimed in surprise, sitting rig

"Are you okay, Ash?" Zayden asked me. So he was the one who saw me here. I often visit this park. He knows this because this is the place where I once became a couple with the guy who is now the reason for my sorrow. "I'm okay. Why did you follow me here?" I asked back. I looked at him while he gazed at the sky. I observed his face. He’s handsome. That’s undeniable—from his long eyelashes to his red lips, thick eyebrows, and fair skin. He’s not someone hard to love. In my eyes, he’s the one worth chasing. He shouldn’t be the one doing the chasing. He loves me too much, to the point that he forgets himself. We both loved, but the difference is, I never chased after love like Zay did. It hurts because my best friend is hurting because of me. It’s like our love turned into a one-sided love. But I hope that someday, he finds someone who truly loves him—not someone like me who only takes advantage of him. I just treated him like a tissue. "No. Because you're not okay. You know