She came back to save her father. She came back to erase herself. Instead, they found each other. Alam niyo naman siguro kung saan K-drama inspired 'yan. 👀

Aiah Arceta has spent her whole life avoiding one simple thing- touch. Because the moment her skin meets someone else's, she hears everything they don't say. Their secrets. Their lies. Their hidden thoughts. She's gotten pretty good at keeping her distance. Until Mikha Lim-the loud, charming, ridiculously persistent girl who won't stop bothering her-decides that getting Aiah's attention is her newest favorite hobby. And then, one accidental touch changes everything. Because out of all the thoughts Aiah has heard in her life... Mikha's are the first ones she wants to hear again. The problem? Some thoughts are easier to hear when you're not the person they're falling for. DEAR MIKHA She can hear everyone's thoughts. But she was never prepared to hear hers.

Our fates were intertwined, not just in this life, but across all lifetime. And that, I realized, was the power of love.

Gibrael (m), a Laundromat owner, finally closes her shop just a few minutes after 9:00 PM and finds Soul (a), a stranger in a trench coat, soaked in the rain outside her shop. Three months into knowing each other, Soul disappears, leaving Gibrael chasing shadows and echoes of a bond suddenly lost. Note: This story is written in a modern-contemporary prose which is crisp and accessible to the feels.

Fate has other plans. Somewhere between failed quizzes and stolen glances, Mikha finds himself drawn to the one girl who seems completely out of reach. And for the first time, the reckless troublemaker is facing a challenge he can't ignore-falling for the girl who wants nothing but peace. "It was all just a game before. But I don't know why do I suddenly want to take you so seriously?" -Mikha Start: February 24 2025 End: May 9 2025

A story wherein Mavi will be force to take a break from her work because her father ask her to relax for awhile. And her father booked her 2 months vacation in the popular Hotel&Resort in Cebu which is owns by the Salvadors.

A mikhaiah fictional story wherein; "How about us?" "There was never an us." What happens if the person we love is not meant for us? And what to do if we are not chosen even if we have given everything?

Author's Note: Hi... thank you for clicking on this story. 🥺 This fanfiction is a product of my overly emotional, heartbroken, and probably sleep-deprived self. It's dramatic, it's messy, and it's full of what-ifs-just like most of us, di ba? 😔 I wrote this because sometimes, real life doesn't give us closure... so we try to write it ourselves. This story is for anyone who's ever loved silently, lost loudly, or held on when they should've let go. It's for the ones who still believe in love, even when it hurts. Just a reminder though: I don't own any of the characters here. They are real people with their own lives, and this is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events, people, or situations is completely unintentional and purely coincidental. This is all just for storytelling and emotional release. If this story breaks your heart... same, teh. But I hope it also makes you feel seen. - KnightD

Some rules are meant to be broken. Especially the ones you make yourself. There are stories that start with fireworks. This wasn't one of them. This was slow-aching, deliberate, like sunlight inching across a frozen floor. In a world that demanded restraint, Rory loved with rules. Rules she wrote in her head, rules she thought would protect the people she loved most. But even the most careful hearts can crack in silence. She was all logic. Mads was all light. Somewhere in the push and pull, in the things left unsaid, they learned how fragile closeness could be-how distance doesn't always begin with leaving. This is a story of what lingers. Of love carried quietly, stitched between moments. Of what happens when the rules don't work anymore.

"This time i won't waste the chance fate has given." - Mikhaela Janna Jimenea Lim "We make our own destiny." - Maraiah Queen Arceta