Arti Classroom

Those beautiful love stories happened in our youth.The boy in the next classroom wore white sneakers today. The ponytail of the smiling pretty girl swayed when she walked. The boy next door passed by the window after playing basketball...This is a story about youngsters having a crush, meeting their first love, and falling in passionate love.“Please Confess Your Love to Me”Maverick Xenos was my senior at the university.Before I knew him, he looked unapproachable to me. He even spoke with an air of mesmerizing aloofness.Then I found that this man was not what he seemed at all. I was fooled by his facade before ending up as his girlfriend.“I Got Three Boyfriends After My Amnesia”I lost my memory after a car accident, and then three men appeared who claimed to be my boyfriends.I looked at the reserved brainiac who was organizing my notes, the rebellious campus star who was peeling an apple for me, and the pure-hearted pretty boy who was giving me a massage.I was deep in thought.Couldn't I just live with the three of them?“Copper Heart”I spent nearly 1,000 dollars asking a policeman for his WhatsApp number.But he sternly refused. He even asked me if I was flirting with him to get back at my ex-boyfriend.He got me!Worse, my ex-boyfriend came to borrow money again.Before I could answer, the policeman stretched his wrists...

On the day of Zephyr’s art exhibition, I saw people stand around a portrait of myself. My cheeks were flushed, and I was bare. My posture was the one we used in bed last week for fun. Zephyr even got the mole on my chest right. As people stared at me mockingly, I demanded, “Why did you do this to me?” He was unbothered. “It’s not as if I asked you to sleep with someone else.” But he did let people see how I looked when I was having an intimate moment with my own boyfriend! “It’s just a painting. Why are you being so petty?” I was stunned by the mockery in Zephyr’s gaze. Then, I called my assistant. “I’m attending the international art festival as the organizer.”

They said the boarding schools are a training ground for the best students but they also said it was a deep quagmire for students who forgot what their motives were. But, who told the seniors that the junior girls were their servants? Who brought up referring to juniors as fags? Who said the 'journey of no return' was fun? Who claimed that 10 minutes was enough for mealtimes? Who said siestas' were opportunities for punishments? "Come you junior girl, why did you walk past the front of your seniors' classroom" "Senior I..." "Go down low" And so another junior girl gets into a day's worth of troubles.

Cinderella Margaux Velasquez loathes Alessandro Maven Villantura, the first interactive activity they had way back in kindergarten. She never liked being next to him in the class seating arrangement, especially during recognition programs—her as the salutatorian and Aven as the irreplaceable valedictorian of their batch. At the beginning of their senior year, Cindy was relieved knowing that Aven didn't take the same strand she took but unfortunately she was never lucky. ABM and STEM students of their batch have to share in one classroom for the reason that both strands have the least number of students. Admins decided to save the spacious classroom for the other strands that need it more than them so yes, she still has to spend her senior years next to Aven as usual. Cindy's hatred towards Aven grows as time flies but then that stupid senior ball happened.

“I like pretty little girls who obey instructions before complaining. They don’t get to be punished.” His stubble brushed against my face and a low moan escaped me. Damn him! “Stay like this. Don’t move an inch.” What? “And for an entire week, this would be the only piece of material you get to put on.” Again, what?! ~+~ Camila Rose Frost, a club stripper, never expected her life to take such a turn. When he abusive boyfriend and boss entered into a contract with the enigmatic business tycoon, Lorenzo King Calloway. What starts as a business transaction quickly spirals into something far more intense. Bound by a contract and drawn into King's world, Camila finds herself struggling between separating from king to saving herself from his obsessed lover and a growing affection for him.

Destiny was ecstatic for a new beginning in her new school, only to find out that she's the only female student in a classroom full of troublemakers. To make things worse, she's being targetted by the handsome delinquent, Karma. How will their love-hate relationship ends?

Kinakabahan na pumunta si Quena papuntang school dahil hindi niya alam kung anong magiging reaction ng kanynag boyfriend na si Thom, sari sari ang kanyang nararamdaman masaya at nadismaya dahil paano nalang kundi matanggap ang pagbubuntis niya, kahapon lang niya nalaman dahil abala siya at ngayon 2 weeks na siyang buntis. Nang nasa harap na siya ng classroom ay excited siya at napansin din niyang subrang tahimik sa loob at nakasirado ang pinto. Kaya naisipan namna niya itong buksan at ng pagbukas nito ay hindi siya makahinga at nagbabagsakan ang mga luha hindi niya akalain na magagawa ito ng boyfriend at kapatid at mga kaibigan niya. "Anong ibig sabihin nito?" kaya napahinto naman sa paghahalikan ang boyfriend niya. "You're here!" he said smiling as if nothing had happened. "Thom pinagkatiwalaan kita pero ito ang gagawin mo sa akin!" iyak na sabi ni Quena. "At ikaw naman ate paano mo nagawa ito sa akin!" iyak parin na tanong ni Quena. Kayong lahat classmate at kaibigan ko kayo pero bakit niyo ako ginaganito!" iyak na sigaw ko bago lumabas ang sakit sakit lang isipin na akala mo siya na pero nagkamali lang pala ako.

One year after Miya suddenly left without a word, she accidentally met Lorence the guy who broke her heart. Talking about their past and arguing about the real reason for their break up leads to an unexpected accident causing Lorence to be hit by a car which puts him under critical condition. What appears before him when he wakes up is their old classroom, and his classmates in high school later did he realized that he was brought back to the past. Using this opportunity given to him he decided to do everything to change their future and prevent the accident.

Guns, katanas, arrows, bows, bullets, and strings were her ideal instrument of choice. While the youth her age was in a classroom studying, she was busy raising a child and training to be an assassin. Albeit having it rough almost all her life, she was a cheerful secretary to one of the most eligible bachelor CEO in town by day and a deadly assassin by night. Things were going smoothly for a while until she fell for the CEO. Xander was a man known for his charm and his wealth. Women loved his physique and wealth. Men were jealous of his gains in life. ................ Gunshots rang in the once peacefully chaotic room: A tremendous change from the blazing and super hype partying atmosphere to a battlefield. Alexander got lost in his mind for a few minutes. Shortly after, the nightmare from the past took the reign over his conscious mind. The momentary lapse in focus almost cost him his life: as a bullet came flying towards him. "Nooo...." came a familiar feminine voice running towards his form and then .....

I was head over heels for Jonas Hayes, the cold and aloof scholarship student who saw me as nothing more than a walking wallet. He took my credit card but refused to let me get close. "Get lost. The sight of you and your filthy money makes me sick." Using my wealth, he showered Clara Dove, the stunning campus bella from a humble background, with luxury gifts and even threw her a lavish birthday party at the city’s most exclusive hotel. Everyone envied him, believing he was a self-made billionaire. But I didn’t care. I stayed hopelessly in love. After graduation, I poured my entire inheritance into building a life with him, convinced I could win his heart. During our honeymoon, he watched as I drowned, his voice ice-cold as he said, "Every time I think of how you used your money to control me, I wish you’d die sooner." When I woke up again, I was back in my college classroom—the day Jonas asked me to top up his card. This time, I wasn’t the desperate fool he remembered. I slapped him across the face with the card and sneered, "Even beggars know how to kneel and ask. What are you, a weed?"