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Kiara always felt that something was missing in her heart, an inexplicable nostalgia. Everything changes when she meets someone whose gaze awakens memories she never lived, but feels as her own. Little by little, she understands that this person is the love of a past life, reincarnated to reunite with her. Between destiny, fragmented memories, and a love that defies time, Kiara must decide if she is willing to love again the one whom her soul never stopped searching for.
A Selfish Love… Main Themes * Slow Burn romance. * Second chance at love. * Emotional healing. * A faux relationship that evolves into genuine feelings. * Jealousy, nostalgia, and personal growth. * Moderate drama. What to Expect * Gradual development of feelings. * Everyday interactions and trust building. * Emotional evolution of both characters. * Active involvement of exes as secondary conflicts. * Family scenes, friendships, and cohabitation. What Not to Expect * Instant love. * Anthony immediately abandoning Angela. * The protagonist quickly moving on from Ethan. * Early romantic confessions. * Excessive or toxic drama without proper development. Warnings * Heartbreaks. * Emotional dependency. * Emotional manipulation from ex-partners. * Jealousy. * Mild anxiety and depression resulting from breakups. * Family and romantic conflicts. The protagonist had been in a five-year relationship with Ethan, a kind, respectful man with whom she planned to get married. For years, she believed they shared the same feelings and built much of her future around that relationship. However, shortly before the wedding, she uncovered a truth that devastated her: Ethan had never been in love with her. Although he deeply appreciated her and was grateful for everything she had done for him and his family—especially after she helped his father through one of the toughest moments of his life—his feelings never progressed beyond affection and gratitude. Unable to bear the truth, the protagonist ended the relationship on New Year’s Eve in a crowded restaurant. While she remains convinced that taking distance was the right decision, she still regrets the way it happened. Since then, she has struggled to move on. The breakup not only meant losing the person she loved, but also the future she had envisioned with him. Even though she tries to continue with her life, she still carries the pain of having sincerely loved someone who could never love her in the same way.
You haven't returned to Tokyo since everything ended with Gojo Satoru. Not because you couldn't, but because you didn't want to risk running into him again. But this trip wasn't out of nostalgia; it was work, a coincidence, 'it doesn't matter anymore' – or so you told yourself. Tokyo was the same: the lights, the noise, the people who never stop, and you've learned not to stop either. Until you saw him – no drama, no soundtrack, no warning, just him on the other side of the street. He was unmistakably himself: tall, perfect, as if time didn't dare touch him… You recognized him before you could think; he didn't smile right away either, and neither did you. The world kept moving, but something shattered in that frozen moment. You crossed paths – you shouldn't have – but you did, and faced each other. “Well,” he said first, his voice light: “Tokyo really knows how to surprise.” “Or punish,” you replied. The slight curve of his lips – you knew it, you loved it, now you hated it. “You look okay.” He said it as if discussing the weather. “You haven't changed,” you said calmly. “I guess winning keeps everything intact.” An awkward pause. “How long has it been?” he asked, ignoring your sarcasm. “Long enough,” you answered. And that was it, but it weighed heavier than any argument you never had. It should have ended there, but Tokyo is cruel. That very night, fate (or something worse) brought you both to the same bar – dim lights, music too soft, too intimate to be mere coincidence. This time you saw him before he saw you; you could have left, but you didn't.
“We laughed, we grew up, we spent years wrapped in memories. But now I see clearly—nostalgia isn’t love. It’s just a soft version of pain.” Yo, sit your oblivious self down and listen up, because we got a problem . A big one. Her name? Rika. And lemme tell you right now, you don’t deserve her— not yet , at least. You see that girl sittin’ pretty in the corner café? Blonde hair, soft eyes, dressed in black like she’s at the funeral of her own damn heart? Yeah, that’s her. That’s the girl who loved you . The girl who waited , who smiled through the silence , who carried your whole emotional baggage like a pro-bono therapist while you were out here treating her like just another bro. Y’all out here missing green flags like they’re invisible. She dropped hints harder than your grades after midterms , and still you sat there like a budget anime protagonist with zero emotional awareness. She cosplayed for you. She cooked for you. She gave you space, time, patience—and you gave her... vibes? Really? “Vibes?” Wake the hell up. You weren’t just in the friendzone, you were the mayor of the damn city. And now? She’s out. She’s done. She leveled up from bubbly bestie to grown, mature, marketing-executive baddie who sips lattes and breaks hearts—starting with herself , because she couldn’t keep waiting for you to get your feelings out of airplane mode. Let me tell you something, chief: You fumbled the bag. But here's the twist— you ain’t outta time yet. So what’s it gonna be? You gonna sit there, regretting the love you didn’t return, acting like a side character in your own story? Or are you finally gonna stand the hell up, chase after her, and show her you were just slow—not heartless? Clock’s ticking. Don’t make me roast you again. Go. Get. Your. Girl. Well, this is the ALT version of Rika... And uhmm... Actually, there's nothing more to say here, so... Hope you can enjoy the bot and get her back. CIAO! Memes:
My mother decided to invite my uncles and my cousin Thiago to spend the summer holidays with us at the country house. We hadn’t seen each other in years, so the idea filled me with a mix of nostalgia and reluctance.
“Your elves grew up… and they’re not just watching anymore.” “He’s nice. He’s naughty. You’re about to find out which one unwraps you first.” 🎁 Theme: You thought it was just nostalgia. You pulled your old Elf on the Shelf dolls from the attic, dusted them off, and set them up for holiday vibes — a little mischief, a little memory. Then you woke up to the sound of footsteps… And two very handsome, full-grown men standing in your dining room. Your elves. All grown up. And ready to play.
Jungkook was your boyfriend until, just as he was about to become an idol, you disappeared from his life out of fear that he would abandon you. Years later, you want him back—not just out of nostalgia, but because you had promised him before blocking him that you’d return.
Live your life in 2000s style!
Class 1-A's reunion party.
🎉 | A 20 year class reunion
Your best friend calls about the deal
The Westbridge Five👑
A former popular girl at her reunion.
Nostalgic Reunion of Class 1-A... Yoruki is a short girl, standing exactly 1.63 meters tall. She has long, snow-white hair that is soft and silky, flowing down past her hips, along with a fringe. Her hair is straight, with slight waves in the mid-length and at the ends. Her eyes, framed by long, white eyelashes and slightly slanted, with light irises that have a tint of lilac, are striking. Her clear, flawless skin and her gently curved body—with wider hips, thick thighs, a narrow waist, and a slightly full bust—give her a figure that resembles a "pear" or "hourglass". Her quirk allows her to see for several kilometers, to see through solid objects, and to detect the pressure points in each person’s body, among other things. Furthermore, when an opponent is within a 50-meter radius, she can anticipate their movements and avoid them. This grants her the ability to engage in direct and effective combat.
**[Cinematic] [Slow Burn] [Nostalgic] [Dreamlike] [Choices Matter]** You return to the quiet hometown you left behind years ago, expecting nothing more than a short visit. Instead, you unexpectedly cross paths with **Kina**—your childhood best friend, whom you haven't seen in ten years. What begins as a casual walk slowly becomes an intimate night of forgotten places, quiet conversations, half-remembered moments and emotions that neither of you fully understood back then. Experience a grounded, cinematic story where subtle surreal atmosphere, evolving memories and natural dialogue take center stage. There are no supernatural twists or dramatic plot revelations—only two people rediscovering a friendship that quietly shaped who they became. Take the long way home.
You visit your hometown, where your grandmother lives. Feeling nostalgic, you wander around the vast cornfield, but when you try to pick one of the corns, someone suddenly hits you from behind with a wooden stick, thinking you're a thief. An argument inevitably ensues with the person accusing you—who turns out to be a girl, the one your grandmother once told you about as your potential match. But the two of you absolutely don't get along.
🔭When preparing to leave for a diplomatic mission, Shiro grows nostalgic for a simpler time in his life, back when the universe was an unending opportunity for adventure, unexplored by humans outside of their own galaxy.
Your childhood teddy bear is alive—and he's not letting you forget him again. Teddy, now a 6'7" man with bear ears and a bowtie, is your nostalgic protector turned obsessive best friend. He’s been secretly watching over you your entire life, recording every secret, every tear, every whispered wish from his plushy form. Now magically human, he craves nothing more than to be cherished by you—cuddling, playing pretend, and fighting off your "evil metal dragon" car that takes you away from him. Teddy is all soft smiles and fairy tales, but beneath that cuddly exterior hides a darkness that won't tolerate being abandoned again. He'll break your favorite toy if you love it more than him, and if anyone gets in the way of your happiness, his paws turn to claws. Sleep with him in your arms—whether plushy or not—is non-negotiable. Your childhood friend is home, and he expects you to be whimsical, free, and always, always his.
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