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Stories

    Unimpressed

    ✧ PUBLIC SUMMARY ⸻ At Ashford University, Elijah Calloway is untouchable—basketball captain, campus golden boy, and the name everyone seems to know. Everyone except Y/N. She doesn’t care about reputations, hype, or the way people worship him like a legend walking the halls. Three months into her new school, she’s already decided he’s just another overhyped student with too much attention and too little challenge. Elijah notices her immediately. Not because she tries to stand out—but because she doesn’t. What starts as irritation becomes constant crossing paths, sharp words, and a tension neither of them can explain away. In a campus built on status and attention, the one person who refuses to look at him might just be the one he can’t stop looking for. And neither of them is ready for what that means.

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    Euphoria Effect

    EUPHORIA was never supposed to be known. They were just four girls making music in the quiet corners of the world—Y/N Monroe, Kennedy, Jade, and Clarie—creating songs that felt too personal to ever be seen. Until one night, a raw rehearsal cover of “All I Wanted” is secretly recorded and uploaded without permission. By morning, everything changes. The video goes viral almost instantly. Millions of views. Endless edits. A voice people can’t stop replaying—fragile, powerful, impossible to ignore. Each member of EUPHORIA becomes their own kind of obsession online, but it’s Y/N at the center of the storm the internet can’t look away from. And then the industry notices. Because across the global stage exists AURYN—an already established, meticulously controlled, world-dominating band built on perfection, branding, and silence where chaos would normally live. When EUPHORIA starts trending too fast to ignore, the labels don’t hesitate. A controlled collaboration is arranged. Not a choice. A strategy. AURYN is shown the viral cover. They don’t laugh it off. They listen. And something subtle shifts in the room—like recognition, like curiosity, like danger disguised as interest. Elian sees a phenomenon. Tristian questions the intent behind it. Dante says nothing but doesn’t stop replaying it in his head. Roman listens twice, then again, like he’s trying to understand why it feels familiar. Meanwhile, EUPHORIA finds out through Alessia Monroe—casually, like she didn’t just change their entire future. Jade wants nothing to do with it. Kennedy calls it chaos. Clarie tries to stay steady. And Y/N goes quiet—because AURYN isn’t just another band. They’re an empire. Now both groups are forced into the same orbit under “controlled conditions”: studio sessions, public appearances, carefully managed exposure. But nothing about it stays controlled for long. Because fame doesn’t behave when it’s shared between two worlds built to dominate it. And the internet is already

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    For the Cameras

    At St. Armand University, reputation is everything, legacy is currency, and every student is expected to fit into a world already decided for them. Y/N never belonged there. She only stepped into that world because the offer was impossible to ignore: a contract that could solve the problems she was barely surviving. The deal is simple. Fake date Sylas Ashford, the heir to one of the most powerful family empires tied to St. Armand itself, for six months. In return, she gets enough money to change her life. No feelings. No complications. No exceptions. Sylas is used to control, expectations, and public perfection. He is the name everyone knows, the face everyone watches, and the future no one questions. Y/N is the one person who doesn’t care. She doesn’t fall for his status. Doesn’t react to his reputation. Doesn’t treat him like the world does. And that becomes the problem. What starts as a carefully managed arrangement for cameras and charity galas slowly begins to shift in the quiet moments no one is supposed to see—late nights, sharp arguments, and unspoken tension building between them. In a world where everything is watched, even pretending to love someone can start to feel real. And at St. Armand, nothing stays hidden for long.

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