We're Not Meant To Be の小説・ストーリー

Then finally, “It means more than you know.” I gave them both a hard look. “This is a society of culture, of vision, of discretion. We do not speak of vulgar business or idle gossip. You will speak of art, of legacy, of change. You are not here to be liked. You are here to matter.” They nodded. And then, I stepped back.

I don't want it back, I just wanted to come back. I'm trying to accept the realization that maybe we're not really meant for each other. So, at least this one month, we can look back at the things that are special for both of us. I'm done hoping that our destiny will be changed. Maybe this is all we can do.

None at all. Just survival. Just love. Just us against the world. And that would have to be enough. It had to be. Please let it be enough. Please.

“She tried to become the best version of all of us… and failed.” Ophelia tapped her chest. “Because we’re not meant to be perfect.” Mira looked at the sky. “We’re meant to be real.”

Then: "What happens now? After all of it?" I thought about the question. About the future stretching out before us, uncertain and full of possibility. "We build," I said. "We heal. We grow." I looked at each of them in turn. "We become what we're meant to be. Together." Bren spoke for the first time. "And if we don't know what we're meant to be?" I met his eyes. "Then we figure it out. Day by day. Step by step." He nodded slowly, something shifting in his expression. Understanding, maybe. Or hope.

Just presence. Just gravity. I didn’t say a nything. I didn’t need to. Because the war hadn’t arrived yet. But we weren’t running anymore. Let them come. Let them see what we’ve become. We were not lambs. We were not shadows. We were fire. And tomorrow— We’d burn brighter.

Remember how many differences we had before, but we sorted them out, right? We can fix this... we can fix us... please... don't give up on me now. Don't worry Erica nothing like that will ever happe ... I will live exactly the way I did before you alone like always....after all I love you...but I don't want to live with you now ...I understood this I am meant to be alone just like before me and my business are enough for eachother..it was my mistake that I thought I can also live a normal life.......but now I understood....and I am not forget it .

Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it. ~Maya Angelou Lyra. I hated this gathering, I hated that I was forced to socialize with strangers and most importantly I hated having to have been pulled out of my comfortable bed despite not feeling too well. All three of them knew I was unwell but still made me attend anyways, they claimed that if I could handle hours of school then I could do the same here, after all it was only going to last a few hours.

"No! Ah!" We were just fooling around. This was our way of bringing ourselves down to Earth after a heart-racing performance like the one that we had just had today. It was also our way of comforting ourselves when we were exhausted to the point of numbness. None of the five of us really respected each other's personal spaces anyway. Well, maybe except for Hanseol. S.T.A.Y was family. "Wait. Wait." I stopped all movement when I heard my phone ringing. "My phone."

Nobody in this world ever needs an ugly freak like me, after all people always saw me to be a useless, worthless and meaningless, that's why I have always felt like a burden my entire life because I have always been in the way of everything, including my family's happiness, and that's why nobody ever needed me. I wiped off the tears that were falling and took in a sharp breath before I jumped on the bridge and sat on it with my legs just above the waters. They don't need me, nobody needs me. Maybe it's better if I just go away, that way I will be out of everyone's way. I closed my eyes and silently counted. Three, two, one....... I was about to throw myself into the ocean when someone held m