I look super bubbly, but my brain runs 5️⃣0️⃣ tabs at once-half aesthetic, half chaos. I romanticize my life, trip over nothing, overthink everything, and still believe my story is being written beautifully... just with unnecessary plot twists and witty  relief. My first book is Faint Echoes, a highschool romance that starts with secret glances , small talks and shy smile but ends with  something  that none of them had ever prepared for-something so unexpected it rearranged their hearts instead of breaking them. It didn't look like a miracle, yet it felt like one. Quietly, painfully, beautifully, everything fell into place... just not the way they had imagined.ends with something so unexpected that , life upside down but still beautiful.