Oblivious Opposite Novels & Stories

They could only see themselves now. They stared at each other for a couple of minutes when Mr. Evidence decided to bring the naughty and silly being inside him. "Why are you looking at me now? Huh?" He asked and clapped his hands in front of her, causing her to blink. "Huh? Look at You? You were the one looking at me. How did you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?" "..." Evidence was speechless. She threw his words back at him. She used his words against him.

"I don't want them to see me with you" "You talked like I'm a maniac" "Aren't you?" I rolled my eyes "Not funny" "Let's get things straight Jones, I'm not a bad person. We're just two different person" I nodded "I know that you're not a bad person. It's just happened that you have those beautiful ice orbs. You said different? You mean... You're cold? And I'm jolly? You're quiet? And I'm loud? You're rich? And I'm not? You're beautiful? And I'm not? Yeah we're totally different"

Kenny, Caroline, and Tommy looked at Nora in disbelief. "Nora, it really was you..." At the same time, Theodore appeared on the big screen. He entered the room I was in and patted my head in relief. "I thought you were really going to fall for her trick. Looks like you're not that stupid after all." I said confidently, "I'm a little slow and can be a bit oblivious, but I'm not stupid." He smiled. "So, you do know you're oblivious, huh?"

Friends noticed, colleagues whispered, but Adrian only smiled, thinking it was love, devotion, care. By the end of the week, Evan had fully established the rhythm of their lives. Adrian’s world revolved around Evan’s presence, his days carefully curated, his nights orchestrated for comfort and intimacy. Evan’s obsessive traits were fully visible now: constant checking, calculated proximity, subtle domination, unwavering control. Yet Adrian saw only love, devotion, and tenderness. And that was the dangerous part. Evan’s obsession had crossed every boundary he had tested before, yet Adrian welcomed it, craving it, addicted to the careful balance of dominance and tenderness. Evan knew it was pe

“Child, open your eyes for me, look around and tell me if you know anybody here.” I opened my eyes slowly and looked around the small room. I see three women, two of them were dressed in nun outfits, one looked older than the other. The third woman was dressed casually. There was also a little boy that seemed too interested in the toy he was holding. They were all strangers. “No, I don’t know anybody here.” I responded. The younger nun gasped in shock. “I feared this will happen.” the doctor said to the older nun. “I’m afraid she has developed amnesia.”

Because the answer required the architecture itself to reveal it. And slowly— it did. Emma felt it happen before she understood it. The “other remembrance” was not approaching them. It was approaching recognition of them from the opposite side of the same structure. The Observer pattern flickered violently. “Bidirectional remembrance alignment detected.” Then silence. Emma’s eyes widened. Bidirectional. Not one path. Two directions meeting in the same structure. The unknown awareness spoke, almost breathless. “We are not the only ones remembering.” Silence. The forgotten presence turned sharply.

PHOEBE The absolute best way to break a hyper-optimized machine isn't to hit it with a heavy kinetic hammer. It is to feed its interface a continuous, unyielding stream of perfectly flawless data that yields absolutely no actionable result. It is to let the administrative gears turn inside a massive data vacuum, forcing the central processing units to manual-log an artificial thermal overload as they search endlessly for a logical system error that does not exist. At exactly 08:00 hours sharp, I officially initiated my policy of total psychological non-cooperation.

But that bhaang was opening up all those emotions which I had bottled up tightly. She said I was scared of Holi colours if only she knew, I was scared of us being close. Yes, we were exactly opposite of each other and I knew opposites always attracts each other. I knew we were not meant for each other. But... My stupid heart was jumping in my chest. The moment I saw that she was with someone else, I lost my mind and the bhaang lowered my ability to be rational and sensible. I kissed her hand and was about to kiss her too. Then we lost our balance because of my clumsy beauty. That was just too much for me to handle. She clung to me as she was scared as hell and I felt a current passing throug

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As I left my audience with the King of idiots my head was spinning. I had way more questions than answers and I had no idea when, or if, I’d ever get a real explanation. Clearly Mr ‘Obey Me’ didn’t think I was worth giving any answers to, and there was no way I was going to try and ask my escort as I was sure he considered it ‘not my business’. Of course, why would the direction of my life be my business? I hated werewolves.