Expectation Stories

He was the kind of person who noticed everything. Except himself. Always moving. Always asking. Always looking at something, someone, somewhere else. Curiosity wasn't just a trait; it was how he existed. As if standing still, even for a moment, would let everything he avoided finally catch up to him. He wandered through people the way others wandered through places-observing, learning, remembering. He knew how someone's voice changed when they were tired, how silence meant more than words, how small things revealed bigger truths. But when it came to himself, there was nothing. Or at least, nothing he was willing to face. He filled every quiet moment with questions that weren't his to answer. Followed stories that weren't his to carry. Stayed just close enough to understand others, but never close enough to be understood. Because maybe it was easier that way. Easier to figure out the world than to figure out why he kept running from something he couldn't even name. And yet, despite all that movement, all that noise, there was a stillness in him he refused to acknowledge. The kind that only appeared when there was no one left to observe. The kind that asked questions he could never outrun. So if he spent his whole life searching for answers in everyone else, what would happen when he finally had to face his own?

In a town that notices everything , silence stands out the most Kabir was never meant to question anything. Vihaan was never meant to be seen. But some things don't follow rules. And some feelings don't ask for permission .

"Some stories begin with a whisper... some with a storm." Heer Singhania has always walked the fine line between expectations and her own dreams. Calm, composed, and untouchable on the outside, she hides a heart that feels too much and trusts too easily. When fate throws her into a whirlwind of friendships, secrets, and undeniable attractions, Heer realizes that high school isn't just about grades... it's about love, loyalty, and learning who she really is. Between whispered confessions, late-night texts, and stolen glances, one thing becomes clear: sometimes falling is the only way to truly rise. ✨ Will Heer find someone who understands her silence... or will the world misunderstand her story?

She was the girl who said all the wrong things at all the wrong times. He was the boy who had no time for anyone, least of all her. "You think just because you moved in, you can boss everyone around?" I snapped, teeth clenching. "I don't boss anyone," she shot back, smirk sharp as a knife. "I just say what everyone's thinking." "Well, maybe some things shouldn't be said!" I growled, stepping closer, jaw tight. "Maybe some people just can't handle the truth," she hissed, leaning forward. "Including you." They were forced to live under the same roof now, step-siblings by circumstance, enemies by choice. Every shared hallway, every meal, every accidental brush of hands was a war neither wanted to lose. And then... everything shifted. One stolen look. One heated argument that ended with lips pressed together in a kiss they both denied but neither could forget. "We can't-this... this isn't right," he murmured afterward, forehead resting against mine, chest heaving. "Can't?" I teased, brushing a stray hair from his face. "Or won't?" "We can't," he insisted, jaw tight, trying to step back, trying to make sense of the chaos in his chest. "Maybe we can," I whispered, tracing my finger along his arm, daring him, thrilling at the tension. "Maybe we just don't want to." Hate had always been simple. Desire was chaos. Forbidden. Dangerous. And now, forced to share a home, to see each other every single day, every glance, every word, every accidental touch became a spark ready to ignite. Enemies. Step-siblings. Completely reckless. Between prying neighbors, nosy friends, and the relentless rhythm of Lagos, rules were meaningless-and fire had a way of consuming everything.

Destiny, fates weren't something Arunita ever believed in. She belived in carving our own destiny than letting it lead you. She was a woman who believed in being independent, didn't believed much in traditions or culture. She was a designer in a small company, though she earned meagre but was satisfied. **What happens when her parents get her arranged married to a man who is a high official in Police Department?** Let's see how destiny unfolds with shocking twists, betrayal, learning and much awaited things that fate has for her.

People often say marriages are made in heaven. Adhira and Aviraj's certainly looked like one. Their wedding was beautiful, their families were happy, and every ritual was completed under the blessings of elders. To everyone watching, they seemed like the perfect couple - calm, dignified, and meant to be together. But what no one noticed was the silence between them. Adhira felt everything deeply but rarely spoke. Aviraj believed love didn't need words , responsibility was enough. And so, slowly, quietly, misunderstandings began to grow in the spaces where conversations never happened. This is not a story about a perfect marriage. It is the story of two imperfect people who love each other... but must learn one difficult truth- Sometimes relationships don't break because of hatred. Sometimes they break because of silence.

Winter de Glace is the son of two of the richest people in the world. You might think that would be amazing. Well, it's not. He has to deal with expectations he doesn't want to meet, and what his parents consider "living up to the family name". Winter's only solace is the rink. When he starts ice skating at the age of two, he falls in love with it. Now ten years later, he's on the verge of becoming the best skater the sport has ever seen. There's only one problem: Skating at that level means doing away with everything his family stands for. Can Winter find the courage to say "no" and forge his own path?

Marinette Dupain-Cheng never expected her life to feel this normal again. After years spent protecting Paris, defeating an akuma army, and finally bringing down Gabriel Agreste's reign of terror, she thought peace would feel strange. But in a small sunlit apartment overlooking the Seine, peace feels a lot like waking up tangled in soft sheets, sharing coffee with the boy she once only dreamed of, and sketching designs on the balcony while he practices photo poses to make her laugh. Adrien Agreste, finally free from his father's control, is learning what it means to choose his own future. Modeling still follows him, but now it's on his terms - new agencies, new opportunities, and a life built with someone who sees him beyond the spotlight. For the first time, he is not a puppet or a hero. He's just Adrien... and Marinette is the one place where he truly belongs. Marinette's dreams of starting her own fashion line collide with the pressure of Paris' competitive industry. Adrien struggles to define who he is without the mask, without the miraculous, and without the man who controlled his past. Together, they face critics, old expectations, lingering trauma, and the strange ache of learning to grow as individuals while building a shared life. And when a new threat quietly rises in the city-one not magical, but human, calculated, and dangerously tied to the Agreste name-Marinette and Adrien realize that even without suits or superpowers, courage comes from the heart. Their greatest battle now? Learning how to love each other in a world where they finally have the freedom to live in.

In the bustling port city of Busan, seven-year-old Park Jeong-min is drowning in the silence of his father's death. Half a world away, in the emerald forests of the DRC, Kimya watches the horizon for the smoke of a civil war she is too young to understand. Linked by a simple pen-pal exchangeㅡ a pair of white sneakers for a wax cloth braceletㅡthe two children share a desperate, whispered wish: to be anyone else. ​Then, they wake up in each other's skin. ​The magical escape becomes a lifelong haunting. At seven, ten, and fourteen, the swap yanks them across continents into each other's trauma. Jeong-min learns survival in a war zone; Kimya navigates South Korea's academic pressures. ​When a violent spiritual intervention at age fifteen severs their connection. The swaps end. Jeong-min is left in Seoul, haunted by Kimya trapped in a conflict he can no longer see. ​Driven by a debt he cannot name, Jeong-min builds a life of cold, medical precision, hoping to find her through the very systems that keep them apart. From the high-stakes world of a Korean medical residency to the front lines of a global refugee crisis, he is looking for his phantom limb. ​Jeong Min doesn't know Kimya is searching for him, too. #onc 2026 main prompt: 29 prompt mix: 73 #blackhistory #history #koreanhistory #worldheritage

The only officer in the Defense Force to use a bow and arrow and the only officer to be titled Undesignated is the secret weapon of Division Three. Introducing Officer Rika Yamazashi. The woman who strives to meet expectations that were never expected. *Kaiju No. 8, its characters, plot, and designs all belong to its rightful owner. I only own characters and plot added by me.*

this is a jazz inspired poem. if no one ever marries me, i would not sulk, rather id live on with my life for me, in my quiet confident independence without complains. it is also inspired by a poem i saw on pinterest so i wont take all the credits

Online interactions of 2 classmates that would create their unknown story and plots that will be presented. Genre: Romance and slice of life Will have part 2 of the other main characters POV Accompanied by past and present situations....

Written by R. Mahinpei Tristan Sillan has been living a life of lies for as long as he can remember. He's been hiding. Hiding from his family. Hiding from the world. Hiding from himself. But it doesn't take long for him to question the world he's been living in. When he finds his best friend of years in a coma after a car accident, Tristan is left to make decision. A decision that will change his life forever. Will he live hidden behind the lies he's told all these years or will he finally face the truth that's been waiting to come out?

As a writer, I have thoughts that occur in my mind. Sometimes it's all out of the blue, I suddenly fall deep into my thoughts. There are situations where it comes from conversation and unlikely situations. In my nineteen years of existence, I have experienced and realized many things that are reflected in my life. It may be good and bad. Or just random thoughts. It can be my family, friends, or myself. Love or hatred, and any emotion that I've felt and seen. I, Fallendarkangel, am welcoming you deep into my thoughts on Fallendarkangel's Unspoken Words: A Collection of 100 Verse Poems.

May mga taong marunong magmahal... pero hindi marunong ipakita." "Hindi siya walang nararamdaman-hindi lang niya ito maipaliwanag." "Kinasal kami nang walang pag-ibig. Natutunan ko na lang maramdaman... nang hindi ko maintindihan."

This is not a story, it is the past of a boy. He just went out to find answers to some questions. But when he feels that he has come to know everything, he gets to know something new and similarly, every winter he finds himself alone. And cursing himself :( Why does this always happen to him? I don't know if I will ever be able to change my past or not but I just want that whatever happens now should be good. I have heard that to avoid problems, either you should face the problem or remove the person who is causing the problem from your life. In my case, neither can I fight the problem nor am I able to remove the person because of whom I have been suffering for so many years. Because it's not that easy for me. I have gone way ahead of attachment, trust and love , let's know what I was before through this story. So let's see what happened to me during these winters. Might be delete later! Thank you.

An asian girl - raised to be a lady, yet work like a man. Living in a restricted life full of high expectations, she hides her struggles and desires. Whilst she searches for her freedom, slowly she's malfunctioning...

Rebecca always thought she had a perfect life: a house, a job, a partner. Why then did she storm out of the restaurant where she was having dinner with her boyfriend and her parents? Well, she didn't know, but, for sure, she was enraged like never before. In her wandering, Rebecca eventually got tired and cold. Luckily for her, she "met" Julian, who will, sometimes unintentionally or even reluctantly, help her.

we never make a story worth telling unless you truly lived 💘This journey intends to make your story worth remembering

When two worlds of the same standard and upbringings collide. Do they throw away the love they have or follow what has been expected of them since before they were born.