MasukSean 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?
Lihat lebih banyakSean 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.
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.Sean clapped when it was expected of him, but his mind was not fully on the stage. His gaze kept darting sideways to the cheerleader who had chosen to stand with him, ribbons fluttering like they belonged only to her, and to the basketball player whose confidence seemed carved into every line of his posture.The ceremony stretched on with speeches from teachers, a fiery pledge of sportsmanship, and the crackle of the torch. The crowd roared again, chanting as the flame blazed high against the blue morning sky.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,
The morning air buzzed with a kind of nervous excitement that only the start of a school festival could bring. Long before the first bell rang, the campus was already alive. Banners in bright colors flapped above the courtyard, strung across windows and doorframes. The smell of fresh paint, sweat, and faint traces of food from the canteen mixed in the breeze.Students spilled across the grounds, hauling boxes of props, sports gear, and half-finished decorations. Some dashed toward the gymnasium, others toward the field. Laughter, shouts, and the occasional blast of a whistle cut through the air, sharp and chaotic.Inside the classrooms, the energy was no less restless. Room 3A was a storm of movement. Chairs screeched against the floor as students pulled out sports bags, tying shoelaces with hurried fingers, pinning ribbons to their shirts, or tossing headbands at one another. Water bottles and towels were piled on desks."Move, move, do not block the door!" someone barked, shoving Jo
The bell had already rung, and Room 3A had slipped into the slow rhythm of the afternoon. The air was thick with the lazy hum of post-lunch drowsiness, heavy enough to make every sound feel muffled. A few students lay draped over their desks, their heads pillowed on folded arms, already drifting between sleep and wakefulness. Others clustered in pairs and trios, their voices weaving in and out of halfhearted conversations that wandered, looping around gossip and small jokes without any real destination.Golden sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting wide bands of amber light across the wooden floor. Dust motes floated through the beams, moving as if suspended in syrup, catching the light in delicate flashes whenever the air shifted. For a moment, the room seemed wrapped in a hazy dream, time stretched thin like an afternoon that refused to move forward.Perched on the edge of his desk rather than sitting properly in his chair, Sean tapped the corner of a folded sheet of pap
Several minutes passed before Sean returned to the cafeteria, now wearing the spare shirt that Yvo had casually thrown at him earlier. As he walked back, he tugged awkwardly at the hem, trying to adjust the loose fabric that hung from his shoulders. When he first saw the shirt, he thought for sure it would be too tight. After all, he was taller than Yvo, and their builds were different. However, once he slipped it on, the shirt surprisingly felt roomy, almost draping over him like an oversized curtain.Sean recalled how he had stood in front of the bathroom mirror, tilting his head in confusion as he studied his reflection. The shirt fit Yvo perfectly whenever he wore it, snug and flattering to his lean form. But on Sean, it looked loose, hanging from his frame in an awkward, almost laughable manner. The sleeves drooped past his shoulders, and the fabric gathered awkwardly at his sides."Maybe it is because of our body types," Sean mused internally, giving himself one last glance in t
When the bell rang signaling their break time, Sean wasted no time. As soon as he finished discussing the song arrangements with Darren, he dashed out of the music room in search of Lareina. He found her in the corridor, chatting casually with some classmates. Without hesitation, he strode over with a beaming smile.“It’s lunchtime already! Let’s eat. My treat!” Sean announced cheerfully, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He even gave her a playful wink to emphasize his mood.Before Lareina could reply, Sean reached for her bag and gently pulled it from her grasp, slinging it over his shoulder. The sudden act made her giggle softly.“You look unusually happy today,” Lareina commented, her eyes amused.“Of course I am! This is my way of congratulating you. You guys won, after all. Besides, we’ve been so busy lately. I owe you a treat, so I’m making sure I repay that now.”Before she could respond, a familiar voice chimed in from nearby.“So, I guess that means I’m included in this tre
The air in the music room was vibrant with sound, filled with the steady thrum of instruments being tuned and voices exchanging ideas. Sean was there, seated comfortably on the floor with Darren and the rest of the band members. Despite not being a music major, Sean had seamlessly blended into their circle, his natural talent and easygoing nature earning him a spot among them.“Hey Sean, what do you think about this song?” Lucy asked cheerfully as she settled beside him on the floor, close enough that their shoulders nearly touched. She offered him one of her earpieces with a playful smile.Sean accepted it with a nod, placing the small device into his ear. The music begins with an energetic beat laced with electronic undertones. He nodded along with the rhythm, his head slightly swaying as the melody grew more lively. After a minute, he glanced sideways at Lucy, a spark of recognition lighting his eyes.“This is... Running to You Will Be All That I Have, isn’t it?” He said, confirming






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