It’s homecoming week at Deer Valley High and Tristan Collins is in despair. Despite being in his final year, he still hasn’t made any progress on talking to the girl of his dreams, the illustrious Zoey Brahm. To make matters worse, just as he musters up the courage to finally ask her out, he quickly discovers that she’s already started seeing someone else.... more>>

Though initially overcome with regret, the situation strangely reminds him of a dream he had the night before. What is the true meaning of their relationship? As he begins his investigation, he gradually comes face to face with uncomfortable truths—not just about Zoey, but about himself as well.

Follow Tristan as he comes to terms with his possession of a supernatural ability, and the shocking reality that follows.

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As the name suggest? Kal’tsit gets a phone, and Terra has to deal with the results.... more>>

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A rewrite of my previous fanfic, “Kal’tsit gets a phone”!

Also, if it isn’t obvious, There will be some AU elements here. <<less

A camera. What does one define the result of those?
Memories? Trophies? Money? Or rather, a piece of paper?
All of them, our ML thinks.... more>> He is a the Chief of the Photography Club, which consist of only him as the member. Though he is the only one, but the creation of this club is also because of his effort. Winning three gold medals of Photography competition is enough for the school to let him do so. Our ML loves taking picture, it seems the apple does not fall from the tree because his father is a professional photographer.
One night, ML is hunting for a good streets photography. A spot is found not far from a bridge in his prefecture, close to the shore of the river. The moon shines bright behind the bridge, revealing a figure standing outside of the bridge concrete fences. The wind shove it long hairs. Captivated by the moment, our ML take the shot. A flash of light came from the camera. The silhouette notices the light came down to the shore of the river. It's a girl. In a rather curious look, she asked, "Was that a good suicide photo?" <<less