روايات وقصص ضمن Syalala In The Morning

“NOOO!!” KRIIINNNGGG The alarm sounded as a sign that morning had arrived. The light from the blue star Formalha that had just risen from the eastern horizon dazzled her eyes from the window. Alisa woke up from the terrible dream, and just realized that she was in her dorm room. “Oh, it’s morning already?” she said as she looked in the mirror and rubbed her eyes. Her hair looked messy. “It’s time for school.” Alisa rushed to clean herself and then had breakfast with the menu provided by the dormitory manager. Wearing a uniform consisting of a short-sleeved shirt and a short white skirt with a gray pattern, she rushed to school.

Sunny "Sunny, wake up. It's already ten in the morning." I heard Shiela waking me up. I opened my eyes and looked at her. "What?" I asked. "Wake up. We will have our breakfast in the stalls." Shiela replied. I slowly stood up from my bed. I wiped my eyes to see better. "Good morning," I greeted them and the other girls, who were already awake. "Are you waiting for me? Sorry," I said and apologized. "You should have woken me up." I told Shiela.

She carelessly shoved the mate's shoulder and let out a chuckle upon seeing her snort. "It's Wednesday, we have to attend our physical education class!" Kyaellani Sullivan asserted and poke the sleeping beauty beside her, seeing Mace peacefully asleep, she got up from the mattress and led her feet toward the glass window, closing the curtains. Yet before she could even do it, her eyes caught the beautiful sunrise. "What beautiful scenery," she muttered and cheerfully smiled, Sullivan stretched out her arms and gradually shook her head. "It's time for a coffee," she mumbled and jumped her way to the kitchen area.

The next morning, the sun had just begun to rise, casting a golden hue over the serene neighborhood where Adam and Nina lived. Birds chirped melodiously, heralding the start of a new day. Sarah, known for her adventurous spirit and love for the outdoors, decided to go for an early morning jog. Dressed in her athletic wear, she laced up her running shoes and headed out, eager to embrace the fresh morning air and clear her mind.

said Hyuna in m understanding tone. "Lily. I am curious about one thing" said Hyuna confusedly. "What?" Asked Lily plainly. "Sister Layla picked up your call immediately. It's 3 in the morning" said Hyuna in a muddled tone. "She must be working. She always work until 3 to 4 am and then wake up late in the morning. Sometimes, it's not even morning when she wake up" said Lily with a soft chuckle. Hyuna was about to hug Lily but stopped when they heard some familiar voices. “Let me go” said Hyun Jin sharply.

Clara yawned sleepy and stood up walking to the bathroom rubbing her eyes. 5am on Monday morning, Helma woke up at the sound of her alarm. She hurriedly picked her outfit for the day. A green suit trouser and a white floral patterned blazzer, with a white heel and a white purse. She brushed her teeth and hurriedly went downstairs to fix breakfast for Donald and herself. Helma ran out of breakfast ideas. She placed a box of cereal on the dinning table and a pack of whole milk.

A cheering applause was made; it was said that I was beautiful by the men, which made me feel high of myself sometimes. The disco lights popped on, and dazzling music started. Everyone cheered. In my silk gown, hair perfectly styled, and makeup flawless, I twisted my body around the pole, giving the crowd my most enchanting look. Biting my lips seductively, I lifted my weight like a gymnast, twisting around the pole, my fingers trailing my curves straight to my chest. The men's eyes were all over me, filled with lust. My gaze suddenly locked with someone in the crowd ,a man with intense blue eyes. His aura made me feel both uneasy and intrigued.

5:39 AM – Penthouse, Balcony Low-flying mist veiled the skyline, city lights blinking lazily as morning crept in. Elira was barefoot beside the railing, cradling a re-warmed salabat in her hands. Down below, stillness moved quietly—vendors preparing, a tricycle spluttering to life, the slow breath of an awakening space. Behind her, Caelan emerged, raising one arm above her head, the other cradling a notebook full of doodled diagrams.

Race day arrived without ceremony. No system announcement woke her up. No dramatic countdown appeared on her ceiling. Alina simply opened her eyes at six in the morning, stared at the pale light coming through the curtains, and knew without checking anything that today was the day. She lay there for exactly two minutes. Then she got up.

Next Morning… Elara and Alex lay wrapped in the warmth of their blankets. The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow on Alex’s face. Elara stirred first, her eyes landing on him. He looked peaceful, his chest rising and falling in steady breaths. A soft smile played on her lips as she gently shielded his face from the sunlight with her hand. She watched him for a few moments, memorizing the way he looked—so calm, so perfect.