Novel & Cerita Dear Starboy

“Sorry, I assume every student smokes. At least, most of them I've picked do that. Or those I know do.” I smiled, accepting his half baked apology. “It's alright.” “Wait, I know you from somewhere…” I almost rolled my eyes as he stared at me blankly, as he struggled to place my face. “Wait, you're that star ice hockey player, yeah? I saw you on television. That was a sick shot, bro! You're good, you know that, don't you?” I smiled, enjoying the attention. I could only get better and better. If a random Uber driver knew me, then what would happen if I decided to make myself better? Everyone would know the name Rowan.

He leans close, breath warm at my temple, and says, loud enough for the circle nearest us to hear: “You know what we need? Merch. Official merch. ‘ZZ’—Zarek and Zara. Limited run.” A girl at the next table actually laughs, and a boy who rarely looks up from his phone peers over the rim of his screen. Someone whispers “ZZ fan club” and the phrase lands in the cafeteria like a spark on dry grass. The chuckles multiply. I can see Talia’s mouth twist and Jace’s shoulders slump; Atlas’s eyes are hard slits. The more Zarek pushes, the less the whole thing looks like theater. We eat, we joke, we flirt like actors rehearsing their lines. When we stand to leave, someone from the back calls out, half-

He stuck his tongue out. "I still hate you." "My name is Star." "I don't care. I'm not calling you Star." "Okay." "I'm calling you Miss Annoying." Star nodded. "That works too." Liam narrowed his eyes. "Why aren't you mad?" "Should I be?" "Yes!" "...Why?" "'Cause everyone gets mad!" Star couldn't help laughing softly. "I'm sorry." "Don't laugh!" "I wasn't laughing at you." "You were!" "I wasn't." "You were!"

The stranger's voice softened as he knelt in front of me. His scarred face close enough that I could see the faint lines of old battles etched into his skin. He reached out, and gently tilted my chin up with a finger. His touch was warm and tender. "Don't let that fool dim your light, You're not trash. You're awesome.”

They were two equals who had survived the collision, stripped away each other's armor, and chosen to anchor their souls to one another. ​When the kiss broke, Kai rested his forehead against Adrian's, his breathing steady and perfectly synchronized with the older boy's heartbeat. "No more scripts?" ​"No more scripts," Adrian agreed, his hands sliding up Kai's back, feeling the sharp, beautiful alignment of his spine beneath the denim jacket, right where his own fresh compass tattoo mirrored the commitment. "Just an open canvas."

You said my heart is like an open book but you still can't read it - King Tony Song for the chapter: Symphony by Clean Bandit feat. Zara Larsson. RUBY'S POV: The next day wasn't what I'd call uneventful because my friends all kept calling like I'd been in an accident or something. Let's face it, people call you a lot when you're sick or in trouble. I basically had to change my ringtone to "Hotline bling" with all the calls from lots of people, both friends and classmates, even Richy my best friend but nothing new there since Richy calls me all the time.

I am from the moon, you are from the stars, our conversation was like a homework One day best friends, one day enemies, I just wanna understand, We are each other's mystery, Is that why it's even more special One day when this cheer dies down, stay by my side, Longer than seven summers and cold winters, Longer than many promises and memories. -BTS ********************************* Please leave your comments and write a review if you like the story. Enjoy reading - T

Then again there was one thing I didn’t get to fulfil and that is meeting the awesome boy band who sings my favourite song ‘boy with luv’ none other than the BTS. ‘You never get the moves right’ Eliz joke and I glare at her even more ‘Whatever’ I answer. I thought living in the human realm was going to be easy yet you have to earn a living and I struggling for the first year to survive to the point where I didn’t have enough money to buy a ticket ‘And you still don’t’ Eliz again laughs at me.

Their fandom name, deceptively. "Aren't you...?" "No" I denied. "I'm not interested in those kind of things" I’ve no time for entertainment and fangirling. "Oh" was all he said. "Got it" I mumbled. A monochrome Wikipedia tab opened at my tap. SSB (RR: Super Sonic Boys), also known as the Super Boys, is a seven-member South Korean boy band that began in 2008 and debuted in 2011 under PRISM Entertainment. The septet- composed of Jay, BoS, Yoha, Shim Chan, Jimin, Y, and MJ—co-writes and co-produces much of their output. Originally being a hip hop group their music style and genre have evolved throughout the years. Their lyrics, often focused on personal and social commentary, touch on the theme

But then he realized something when reading it. Mingchan was holding that thin page and staring at that panel where that robot guy was being kissed by a woman. “W-why is this so familiar?” Mingchan asked himself as the My Perfect Boyfriend w*****n was based on their true to life story. Mingchan was reading everything. He could not stop laughing and giggling until he reached the latest episode.