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OFF THE RECORD | Labyrinth of the Youth

Dylan has everything—wealth, a name, and a future planned by his powerful CEO father. But as the only son, he feels like an heir to expectations, not a person with choices. Feeling trapped, he runs away and transfers to a public school to live life on his own terms. There, he meets Flynn—the only son of a commoner. Flynn is sharp-tongued, stubborn, and unlike anyone Dylan has ever met. At first, they clash, full of pride and misunderstandings. But when Dylan sees the hidden struggles Flynn carries, something in him changes. He starts to care—quietly, fiercely, and more deeply than he realized was possible. Flynn, who has never been cared for like this, doesn't know what to do with Dylan's attention—or the growing feeling in his own heart that he can no longer ignore. Between rivalry and tenderness, denial and desire, Dylan and Flynn navigate their complicated youth—where the most important truths are the hardest to say aloud, and the most unforgettable stories are the ones left unspoken. "Some feelings are too real to say out loud. Some stories are too true to tell." This is theirs—OFF THE RECORD. ---------------------------------------------------- PROLOGUE "Do you know Flynn?" Dylan asked. "Flynn?" Nicole echoed, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah... Flynn Amaro Luz." "Oh, the handsome guy from the Regular Department. Who doesn't know him? He's not just good-looking — he's smart, too. Most of the professors know him, and I heard some seniors from the Star Department even tried to recruit him, but he refused. Why do you ask?" "I think... I like him," Dylan said quietly. Nicole blinked. "So the rumors are true?" "Rumors? What rumors?" Dylan asked, frowning slightly. "Well... it's not exactly a rumor, but a lot of girls have been fantasizing you two together since Foundation Week. I just have to ask—are you gay, Dylan?" "I'm not," he replied after a pause. "I don't feel this way about any other guy... just him. And honestly, I'm confused too." "But... don't you have a girlfriend?" Nicole asked. "We're not together anymore," Dylan said simply. "So you broke up because of Flynn?" "No... not exactly. But... maybe it has something to do with him," Dylan admitted with a small shrug. "Have you told him how you feel?" "No. I don't think I can." "Because he's a guy?" Nicole asked softly. "It's not that," Dylan said, shaking his head. "I know he's a guy — but I'm confused by how he acts around me. I try to be caring, sometimes even clingy, and he always stops me. But if he really didn't feel anything, shouldn't he have pushed me away completely?" "Well... only you can find out," Nicole said after a pause. "I don't know him personally, so I can't judge." Dylan looked out the window, his expression uncertain but determined. "Actually... I'm planning to confess tonight. After his performance." Nicole laughed softly. "You're something else, Dylan. Who would've thought that a guy who looks so rebellious could be tamed... by another guy?"
jycphhh · 40k Views

Like Cherry Blossoms Falling

A man in a wheelchair stood in front of a quiet grave. He stayed there for a long time, staring at the stone as if waiting for it to speak. When he finally opened his mouth, his voice was low and tired. “Oliver… I’m sorry,” he said. “I’m sorry I made you end like this. If I had been stronger, if I had chosen better, maybe you’d still be here.” He came again the next day. This time, he sounded calmer, almost hopeful. “Lorette is married now,” he said softly. “So you don’t have to worry anymore. My parents won’t force anything. Everything they planned is gone. You can come back now. It’s safe.” On the days that followed, he kept coming. Some days he talked about the past—about school, about small laughs, about moments that meant nothing then but everything now. Other days, he complained about the world, about how loud it was, how empty it felt. Sometimes he laughed at his own words and said, “You’d tease me if you were here.” Sometimes he cried and said nothing at all. People said he was not normal anymore. Still, he returned. Then one day, he came like always, but his voice was different. He looked tired. “I don’t think I can stay in this world without you,” he whispered. “I tried. I really did. But everything feels wrong.” He paused, then smiled faintly. “If you can hear me… I’m coming to meet you.” That was the last day he came. On his way home, there was an accident. And that was the end.
SwiftAngel · 14.4k Views

teenage unforgettable love

This novel is a heartfelt exploration of teenage love, friendship, and betrayal, rooted in memories of childhood innocence and the painful beauty of growing up. The story begins with simple days—carefree laughter, shared secrets, friendships formed without conditions, and emotions felt for the first time. Childhood is painted in warm memories, where promises are made easily and trust feels unbreakable. But as the characters step into their teenage years, innocence slowly fades, replaced by confusion, desire, and emotional complexity. At its core, the novel follows a group of teenagers whose lives are tightly bound by friendship and unspoken love. As time moves forward, misunderstandings, ego, jealousy, and silence begin to creep in. Bonds that once felt permanent start to weaken. Love becomes complicated. Friendships are tested. Truths are hidden, and betrayal leaves scars deeper than expected. The story captures the reality of teenage life—first love that feels eternal, friendships that feel like home, and the quiet heartbreak of realizing that not everyone grows in the same direction. With each passing year, emotional distances grow, and the closeness they once shared slowly slips through their fingers. Inspired by the author’s real-life experiences, this novel reflects the bittersweet truth that growing up often means losing a part of our innocence. Yet within the pain lies growth, understanding, and memories that never truly fade. This is not just a story of love lost or friendship broken—it is a mirror to the lives we once lived and the people we once were.
cheerfullife47 · 2.6k Views