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The real meaning of love [Editing]

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Lisa has spent years loving Al from a distance—except that distance is just a few inches away, disguised as friendship. Every inside joke, every casual touch, every stupid argument is a reminder that he’s right there, but never hers. She’s convinced herself that being close to him, even as just a friend, is enough. Until it isn’t. Because one day, Al starts looking at someone else the way Lisa has always looked at him. And suddenly, she has to learn how to swallow heartbreak in silence. Lucas has spent years loving Lisa from the shadows, watching her chase a boy who never looks back. He’s always been the one to pick up the pieces, the one to listen to her late-night rants, the one who stays. He’s accepted that he’ll never be the reason for her smile, but when Lisa’s heart starts to break, he sees an opening. Maybe—just maybe—he can be the one to heal it. But love is never that simple. Because Al isn’t as blind as he seems. And maybe Lisa isn’t as indifferent to Lucas as she’s always pretended. Feelings are messy. Timing is cruel. And when hearts collide, someone always gets hurt. The real question is: Will Lisa finally learn the real meaning of love, or will she destroy it before she even gets the chance? *** Hey, it's your author here:> P.S: the cover picture doesn't belong to me. Hope y'all enjoy your time reading it
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Douluo:Ibong Adarna: Rise of the Phoenix Clan

Synopsis: What happens when the "God of Soul Masters" is not a hypocrite hidden behind "Hidden Weapons," but a Sovereign who rules through the absolute logic of the Flow? Lakan Diwa, a master of ancient martial arts and alchemy from Earth, is reborn into the Douluo Continent. Carrying the spirit of the Adarna Phoenix and armed with the Eyes of the Origin God, Lakan sees the world for what it truly is: a decaying system of arrogant nobles and a "Hero" whose path leads to the stagnation of an entire civilization. While Tang San preaches "justice" while hoarding secrets and practicing double standards, Lakan builds an empire of Meritocracy. He doesn't just cultivate; he innovates. From the Eight-Gate Overdrive to the Octagon Prison, Lakan redefines what it means to be a Spirit Master. He will not sit by as the "Grandmaster’s" flawed theories ruin generations. He will not allow a "Sea God" to freeze the progress of the world for ten thousand years. The Era of the Hidden Weapon is over. The Era of the Sovereign has begun. "Tang San, you speak of 'protecting the weak' while you build weapons that can only be wielded by the elite. You call me a tyrant? I am the one who gave the commoner the 'Flow' to defend himself, while you gave them a needle in the dark." "The 'Grandmaster' claims there are no trash souls, only trash masters. A beautiful lie used to chain geniuses to his mediocre theories. Look at your student, Xiaogang—you didn't choose him for his soul; you chose him for his bloodline. Your hypocrisy is the only 'Theory' you’ve perfected." "In your future, Tang San, the world stagnates under the weight of your 'Divine' ego. In my world, we move. We evolve. We flow. I am not here to join your story; I am here to burn the pages." Hey guys, first time writing. I've read a lot of Douluo fanfics before, so i'd like to try my own. It's a mix with Filipino ancestry, such as anitoism/animism etc. Hope you like it.
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