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(～￣▽￣)～ After a momentary pause, Maery sat up, opened up her light screen to a new drama she had recently started watching, and put her wireless earbuds in. One ate slowly while scrolling through some documents, the other ate equally as slowly while watching a drama based on a popular BL novel. Besides the sound of eating, the room was perfectly silent. Or it would have been if it weren’t for an occasional snicker coming from the fujoshi indulging in her daily pleasures. Author Note

The author of Illuminating Darkness has a weird taste. Going back to the original timeline of the story, this coming school year, is the start of the novel. According to Mary and Janna, the novel started when Gina, a seventeen year old gal, a commoner enter the Academy. Sabi nila Janna that Gina was a special girl because she uses light magic, which is uncommon in the Kingdom but not only that, she also has an abundant amount of mana, kaya sya na-recommend.

There could be a slip up, I might just mistakenly say something I'd rather not say. One more reason why it was a kind of safe space with Kunle and Sophia. We talk about everything and yet, nothing. "Well, All books, all genres except sad fictions. I don't understand why books would have sad endings. Books like All the bright colors, The fault in our stars, We were liars and co. I hate reading those kind of books. I prefer books like Eleanor and Park, Holding up the Universe, A very large expanse of sea. Generally, light novels that'd just make me smile. A sun is also a star, books with breathtaking ending that'd make you feel things."

“It was adorable. He used to hide them behind law textbooks. Thought no one would notice.” Lu turned to me, slowly, disbelief dawning in his expression. “Romance novels?” I kept my face perfectly composed. “It’s called studying character psychology. I was curious how emotional arcs were structured.” Christopher leaned closer to Lu and stage-whispered, “Some of them were very emotionally structured. Especially the ones with the shirtless men on the covers.” I tilted my head, deadpan. “At least they weren’t about knights and dragons like yours.” “Oh they were! But mine had duels. Yours had duels of passion.”

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Or both. Who hurt my little wolf. I approach slowly. “You always look that serious when you’re reading, or is it just this one?” She startles, but then her mouth lifts into a soft grin. There it is. She raises the book slightly so I can see the cover. THE LIGHTHOUSE LETTERS “It’s good,” she says. “Bit slow, but kind of addictive.” I lean a little closer, voice low. “Let me guess. Mysterious stranger? Scary coastline? Lots of longing?”

Bella was seated in her room, reading her most favorite novel ,One Life to Live. She dimmed the lights in her room, letting the soft glow wrap the walls in a warm amber hue. The cozy light made everything else fade from her sight ,as if the entire world had melted away, leaving only her and the story in her hands. She felt herself transforming, drifting into another world. She sat on her most comfortable reading chair, positioned near the large open window. The cool evening breeze slipped into the room, brushing her skin and stirring her hair. The soft sound of rustling curtains and the faint scent of roses from the garden below made her room feel even more enchanted.

The light falls warm and gold across both of them, turning the whole scene into something that looks almost staged, almost too intimate to interrupt. Riley sits cross-legged on the floor with a medieval literature anthology spread open across her knees. The book is enormous, pages dense with scholarly annotation, the kind of text she would normally guard like a secret. She has the look of someone who actually wanted to spend a storm night with it, cheeks bright, eyes alive in a way I have not seen in weeks. Liam sits beside her.