LOGINSean is a handsome and lovable guy, known for his gorgeous smile that can effortlessly charm anyone in seconds. He secretly harbors feelings for his close female friend, Lareina, but he lacks the courage to confess, fearing that it might ruin their long-time friendship. Everything changes when Lareina enters college and meets Yvo, her new classmate. Yvo is a stoic, cold-faced guy with an intimidating presence that can silence a room with just a glance. He keeps to himself except when it comes to Lareina, something that deeply unsettles Sean. Now, with Yvo in the picture, how will their intertwined lives unfold?
View MoreSean Xiao stood outside his best friend’s house, waiting patiently beside his bicycle as the morning sun gently warmed the quiet neighborhood. The air was fresh and crisp, a reminder that it was the beginning of a new school year. The university was not far from their place, just a short bike ride away, and Sean had made it a tradition to pick Lareina up whenever they had class.
Sean stood tall, his physique lean yet athletic from years of casual sports. His sun-kissed skin gave him a healthy glow that contrasted with the softness of his features. His expressive eyes, clear and deep, often reflected the sincerity of his heart, and his warm, captivating smile had a reputation of its own. Many said it was enough to brighten a gloomy day. Talented, approachable, and effortlessly charming, Sean was well-loved by most people he met.
He had known Lareina since childhood, ever since his family had moved from Chongqing to Beijing. Their families became fast friends, and Sean had spent most of his growing years with her by his side. Their bond was as natural as breathing. It was playful, loyal, and sometimes complicated. Sean often joked to himself that if fate were kind, perhaps their closeness might one day turn into something more — something romantic. It was a thought he kept hidden in the quiet corners of his heart, though. No matter how much he wished for it, the fear of ruining their friendship held his confession hostage.
As he stood there, lost in his thoughts about what could be, a sudden tap on his shoulder snapped him back to reality.
“Hey!” Lareina called playfully from behind him.
Startled, Sean nearly lost his balance, stumbling slightly before catching himself. He turned around, only to find Lareina grinning cheekily at him.
“Earth to Sean! What were you thinking about? You didn’t even notice me sneaking up on you!” she teased.
Sean swallowed the truth that sat on the tip of his tongue, ‘I was thinking about how I’m falling in love with you.’
But he chuckled instead, masking his feelings as he scolded, “What are you doing sneaking up on me like that? What if you tripped and hurt yourself?”
Lareina rolled her eyes and poked his lips with her finger. “You’re being dramatic again. It’s my first day as a college freshman. As if I’d let myself get hurt so easily! By the way, why didn’t you just come inside instead of waiting out here?”
Sean looked away, trying to hide his awkwardness. He wanted to kiss her pouty lips, but he pinched her cheek instead. The closest he could get to her without crossing a line.
“I just wanted to enjoy the morning air,” he joked, forcing a grin. “Gotta appreciate nature sometimes.”
Lareina gave him a skeptical side glance but smiled anyway. “Yeah, sure. Whatever you said.”
“Alright, let’s get going, dear senior,” She added with a grin. “I don’t want to be late on my first day! I still can’t believe I’m finally a university student. I’m excited but nervous, too! Later, you’ll give me a campus tour. That’s your duty as my closest friend.”
Sean smiled at her words, though a familiar ache tugged at his chest. Closest friend. He wondered if that label would ever change, or if he was forever stuck in that safe but painful place.
“Hey! You’re spacing out again,” Lareina said, waving a hand in front of his face. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’m fine,” Sean replied with a smile, though his heart felt heavier than before. “Just... thinking about something.”
“Something? Or someone?” Lareina teased, narrowing her eyes. She then pointed at his face. “You’re blushing! Spill it, Sean. Who is she?”
“I am not blushing,” he denied, but his reddening ears gave him away. “Stop with the questions, we’ll be late!”
He quickly mounted his bike, turning away so she wouldn’t see his flustered expression. Lareina giggled behind him, clearly enjoying his discomfort.
“It’s definitely a girl... I knew it!” she whispered to herself with a grin, then climbed onto the back of his bike.
As Sean pedaled, Lareina kept poking his side with her finger. “Come on, tell me! Who is she? Do I know her? Is she pretty? Is she from our neighborhood? What year level is she?”
“Reina, stop poking me!” Sean groaned, pulling the bike to a stop. “And stop with the questions, please. I need to focus on the road. One wrong move and we’ll both fall.”
“Fine, fine,” Lareina pouted, folding her arms. “But we’re not done with this conversation.”
Sean shook his head with a chuckle, pedaling once more until they reached the university gates. He steered toward his usual parking space but frowned when he saw a sleek red motorbike parked exactly where he always left his bike.
“Huh? Whose motorbike is this? This is my usual spot,” he muttered, hopping off.
“You always park here?” Lareina asked curiously as she got off the back.
“Yeah, since my freshman days. It’s an unspoken rule — everyone knows this is my spot,” Sean said indignantly.
“Is that so? Because that’s my bike,” an unfamiliar voice chimed in.
Both Sean and Lareina turned around to see a guy a little shorter than Sean, his face serious and unreadable.
“Who are you?” Sean asked with a frown.
“Yvo. I’m a freshman. That’s my bike,” the guy answered, nodding toward the red motorbike. “And last I checked, parking here was first come, first served. I didn’t see your name written on the ground.”
There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice that made Sean scowl.
“Oh, you’re a freshman too! Same as me!” Lareina said brightly. “I’m Lareina, and that’s Sean.”
Sean gave a short nod, his interest in Yvo already waning.
“Fine. Since you’re a junior, I’ll let it slide. Welcome to the university,” Sean muttered, forcing a smile. He then handed his bag to Lareina. “Hold this, I’ll find another spot.”
Lareina took the bag and watched Sean pedal off.
Yvo stared at her for a moment before asking bluntly, “Are you two a couple?”
Lareina laughed. “Nope. Best friends since forever. That’s all.”
A few minutes later, Sean jogged back, bag secured on his back. Seeing Yvo still standing with Lareina made Sean’s mood dip again.
“You’re still here?” he asked, eyeing Yvo suspiciously. Was he trying to flirt with her?
“There’s something I need to ask,” Yvo said simply. “Where is the Performing Arts building? I forgot my registration card, but I know my section. I just don’t know where it is.”
“Performing Arts?” Lareina gasped. “I’m in Performing Arts too! We’re heading there now. Want to come with us?”
Yvo scratched the back of his neck. “Sure. Thank you,” he said, bowing slightly.
“There’s no need to bow, silly. Let’s go!” Lareina chuckled and tossed Sean’s bag back to him. “Here’s your baby.”
“Careful with that, you know how much I love this bag,” Sean scoffed playfully, hugging it like a prized possession. “Alright, juniors. Kindly follow your senior, and welcome to University life.”
With that, Sean led the way, Lareina walking beside him, while Yvo followed behind them quietly. Neither of the three knew it then, but this simple encounter would be the beginning of something that would change their lives forever.
Yvo sat with his head bowed over his desk, one arm folded beneath him, the other resting loosely at his side. To anyone passing by, he looked asleep, worn down by the long school day. His hair fell forward, hiding his eyes, and his stillness discouraged attention.But he was wide awake.His eyes remained closed while his hearing sharpened to the quiet conversation unfolding across the room. He did not move. He did not lift his head. He simply listened.Near the window, Darren and Lareina stood close together, their voices low.“I am just not comfortable seeing Sean absent for three days straight. Maybe he really is just sick,” Darren said, concern threading through his tone. “He did look awful that night.”Lareina nodded, hugging her notebook against her chest. “Yeah. It has been a long time since he performed. Maybe the stress really caught up to him. He has been pushing himself hard even before the festival.”The explanation was reasonable. Almost convenient.Yvo’s fingers twitched
Sean stepped out of the stall looking steadier than he felt.He did not lift his head right away. Instead, he moved straight to the sink, as if instinct guided him there, as if the simple routine of washing his hands could restore order to everything spiraling inside him. He turned on the faucet and let the cold water run over his fingers, focusing on the sensation. Cold. Sharp. Real. He scrubbed his hands carefully, deliberately, each movement controlled, measured.Only when he reached for the paper towels did he finally glance up.His breath caught.Darren stood a few steps behind him, worry etched deeply into his expression. That part Sean had expected. What he had not expected was the second figure leaning quietly against the counter near the sinks.Yvo.His posture was relaxed, almost casual, arms loosely crossed, but his eyes were sharp and attentive, fixed on Sean with an intensity that made his skin prickle. He had not announced himself. Had not spoken. He was simply there.Fo
Sean stumbled toward the nearest men’s restroom, his vision blurring as a cold wave swept through his body. He barely registered the concerned voices calling after him. The only thing he could focus on was the sink just inside the door. He gripped its edge as his stomach clenched violently, bile rising fast and unforgiving. His reflection stared back at him, pale and hollow-eyed, before he lurched forward and shoved open the nearest stall.He barely had time to drop to his knees before his body betrayed him. He vomited harshly into the toilet, the sound sharp and uncontrollable as it echoed off the tiled walls. Each retch felt like it tore through him, leaving his throat raw and burning. The cramped room magnified every sound, and outside the restroom, the sudden silence made it clear that everyone had heard.Darren stopped just short of the door, his hand hovering uncertainly in the air. “Sean,” he called, his voice tight with alarm. “Sean, talk to me.”Another wave hit before Sean c
Sean lowered the microphone back onto the stand and gave a final, respectful bow, while the golden spotlight highlighted the faint smile tugging at his lips. The applause washed over him in waves, and the cheers were loud enough to rattle the wooden stage beneath his feet. For a moment, he let himself bask in the energy, allowing it to calm the nervous tension that had clung to him just moments before.He stepped back and moved toward the side of the stage, taking a deep breath. His pulse still raced, yet a quiet satisfaction settled in his chest, along with a sense of pride from having poured everything he had into those few minutes. He adjusted his jacket and tried to steady his breathing as he walked through the backstage entrance.Darren was the first to greet him. His wide grin, paired with energetic claps, made Sean’s lips twitch. “Man, that was insane. You really brought it tonight. The crowd loved every second.”Sean gave him a small, exhausted smile and nodded. “Thanks, Darre
Sean forced his eyes forward as Yvo grinned at him. The emcee’s voice crackled over the loudspeaker, calling for silence. One by one, each section rose as their names were announced, applause swelling in waves around the oval. Flags rippled, banners gleamed, and the crowd roared with school spirit.
The game unfolded like a choreographed battle. Red surged, blue countered, and each score met with a calculated response. Sean remained silent, watching intently, letting every shift of movement and flicker of the rivals’ eyes wash over him. By the second quarter, the scoreboard was tight, red and b
“Good afternoon,” Leo introduced himself smoothly, turning to Lareina and Yvo. “I don’t believe we’ve met properly. I’m Leo, from Section 1B.” His gaze lingered on Lareina a little longer before darting to Yvo. “And I’ll be playing in the basketball match later. It appears your section will be our r
Sean barely had time to catch his breath before his classmates swarmed him, clapping his back and tousling his hair until it stuck up in every direction.“Champion!” someone shouted.“You ran like you were on fire!” another laughed.“Free lunch on you, man!”The circle tightened, voices blending in
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