SYPNOSIS. snow fontanilla, 18, half-time campus journalist, full-time chismosa. she knows everything about everyone, truly an epitome of a marites. when an assignment forces her to cover the school's sports clubs, snow finds herself entangled with someone who's way too familiar - in all the wrong ways. he's charmingly annoying, and everything she avoids. she just wanted to write a story. she didn't expect to fall into one.
PAIRING. p.sh x fem!oc
GENRE. fluff, angst, semi-heavy angst
WARNINGS. heavy language, inappropriate jokes, members from other k-pop groups (aespa, itzy, etc.), taglish au
STATUS. on-going
STARTED.: 250610
ENDED. ?
note ! hi darlings. here's the first au that i will be rewriting. this is actually my first ever smau that i posted in my twt. medyo rough since this wasn't really planned kaya i thought i should revamp it here on tumblr since i don't remember the password to my twt account lol. update scheds are uncertain since i usually do work based on my mood. nonetheless, please do enjoy this au!
p.s. you can always correct me with my mistakes since i dont usually proof-read lmao. anw, likes, reblogs, comments and feedbacks are well appreciated. enjoy. all my heart, ligaya.
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profiles. [ mga pogi🐙] ┆ [ bffs forever magpakailanman period 💅🏻]
chapters.
001 ㅤmagandang ako ?
002ㅤhidden agenda
003ㅤspanish bread (written)
004ㅤintrovert in extrovert dominated fields
005ㅤnoong tatanga-tanga pa (written + messages)
006ㅤone way ticket to success
... coming soon.
SYPNOSIS. snow fontanilla, 18, half-time campus journalist, full-time chismosa. she knows everything about everyone, truly an epitome of a marites. when an assignment forces her to cover the school's sports clubs, snow finds herself entangled with someone who's way too familiar - in all the wrong ways. he's charmingly annoying, and everything she avoids. she just wanted to write a story. she didn't expect to fall into one.
wc. 412
♡ . ─── snow's p.o.v
i was waiting just outside the stem building, specifically sa tapat ng classroom nina kallo. while leaning against the wall, biglang lumabas si key, a frown decorating his forehead.
“snow?” his voice sounded confused. “ginagawa mo rito?” tanong n’ya ulit, though a teasing smile was already tugging at his lips.
i looked at him, smiling sheepishly. “oh, uh,” i stumbled on my words as i glanced behind him— right where kallo was, sitting at his desk, eyes glued to his phone.
key followed my gaze, then turned back to me with a knowing smirk. “ah,” he said, voice laced with teasing.
his arms were crossed, eyes filled with mischief. “iniintay mo ba tropa ko, snow?” tanong n’ya, voice loud enough para marinig ng buong classroom nila.
ha?! gago! anong sinasabi nito?! NAKAKAHIYA WHAT THE FUCK?!
my eyes widened, mouth slightly open, like a deer caught in headlights. i felt my cheeks start to burn. “h-huh, i, uh–” i rambled, heart now beating way too fast.
all eyes were suddenly on us—including kallo’s.
tangina mo caelestis!
“smile nga, snow,” key teased. i looked at him instinctively, only to be greeted by a flash from his phone. i blinked a few times as the light hit my face.
gago, bubulagin pa ata ‘ko nitong hayop na ‘to.
“ikaw ha,” he continued, clearly amused as he kept taking photos. “siguro nahulog ka na rin sa kaibigan ko,” he mumbled, camera still pointed at me.
“nako,” he added, shaking his head. “‘wag na ‘yon, pa-fall ‘yon. masasaktan ka lang.”
i scoffed without meaning to, earning a laugh from him. “h-ha? ako?” i asked, mildly offended. “‘di ako mapo-fall sa kaibigan mo,” rebat ko sa kan’ya.
“sungit-sungit no’n e!” reklamo ko pa, defending myself.
totoo naman e! hello? gusto ko kaya ‘yung golden retriever na sweet. hindi ‘yung putanginang nung umulan ng kasungitan at sama ng loob sa mundo, gising na gising na nga, nagkakape pa!
key gave me a look, finally lowering his phone. “‘yan din sinabi nilang lahat,” he said, arms crossed again, now shaking his head. “dalawang kamay na tuloy umiiyak dahil d’yan.”
i felt my forehead crease. “what do you—”
“snow, let’s go.” a deep, serious voice cut in. suddenly, someone pulled me away from where i was standing.
i turned instinctively and saw kallo, his hand gripping my wrist.
“ingat ka, snow! smile!” key called out behind me, right before another camera flash went off.
okay, what the fuck does he mean?
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SYPNOSIS. snow fontanilla, 18, half-time campus journalist, full-time chismosa. she knows everything about everyone, truly an epitome of a marites. when an assignment forces her to cover the school's sports clubs, snow finds herself entangled with someone who's way too familiar - in all the wrong ways. he's charmingly annoying, and everything she avoids. she just wanted to write a story. she didn't expect to fall into one.
wc. 963
♡ . ─── snow's p.o.v
it’s almost 7am, 6:54AM to be exact. male-late nanaman ako as usual, but who cares? better late than never.
i was walking towards the school, borderline skipping. in one hand, i had a plastic bag of still-warm spanish breads that i bought earlier. it might also be the reason why i’m running late. medyo nakipagchismisan pa kasi ako kay ate bakery kanina.
i swear, pag itong spanish bread ko nag-meet and greet nanaman sa lupa, papatay na ko talaga.
“SNOWINTER!” i heard a voice call out my name from a distance. it made me gasp mid-stem, jolting like i got electrocuted. it sent my beloved flying in slow motion.
“tanga pota,” samuel muttered from behind, shaking his head.
my eyes widened as i stared at the ground. scattered crumbs everywhere—talagang super fan ng lupa ‘yung spanish bread ko.
“WHAT THE—YUNG SPANISH BREAD KO!” i blurted out, not even bothering to hide the disbelief in my voice. i had to hold onto the wall beside me just to keep myself steady.
sam looked at me, somewhere between confused and embarrassed. “the fuck,” he mumbled, as a hand flew at the back of my head. “hoy, napaka-oa mo. tinapay lang ‘yan.”
i looked at his eyes, almost pleading. “ano ba?!” he exclaimed clearly embarrassed. “bilihin ko pa ‘yang buong bakery para sa’yo. halika na! magpapa-late ka nanaman.” he scolded me, annoyed.
“kinse ‘yun sam…” i mumbled with a pout.
he looked at me, shoulder slumped as he let out a heavy sigh. “fine. bibili kita mamaya, pag-uwian.” dagdag n’ya pulling my arm at tuloy na nag-lalakad papasok ng school.
we arrived at our classroom with me still feeling upset and not uttering any word to him. i placed my bag on my chair, then turned to block his way before he could pass by. hands on my hips, a pout displayed on my lips with tears cornering my eyes.
“ISANG BESES KO PA LANG NAKAKAGATAN ‘YON SAM! PINAIINIT KO PA ‘YON KANINA!” i wailed, stomping my feet dramatically.
sam rolled his eyes, pushed past me, and dropped his bag on his desk. “ikaw snowinter kukutusan na kita e.” banta n’ya, “bibili na nga uli kita mamaya, hayop.”
“breakfast ko ‘yun e!”
“hoy tigilan mo ko. kinain mo nga kanina yung cake na bili ko kagabi.” he shot back, pointing a finger at me.
“kulang ‘yon!” reklamo ko pa, habang nakatingin sa kan’ya ng masama.
he ran a hand through his hair, clearly giving up. “oo na, oo na! isang dosena bibilhin ko mamaya tumahimik ka lang!”
i felt a grin form on my lips as i looked at him with stars in my eyes. “talaga?” i smiled happily. sam just nodded rapidly, wanting our conversation to end.
“okay!” excitedly, i replied finally getting off of his hairs.
“en, punta kami sa inyo mamaya ha. ‘di na kami pupunta ni kallo sa comshop, para ‘di ka na magtampo.” an teaseful voice approached the hallways outside our classroom. it was soft and cool, almost depicting a chill vibes.
then, three guys stood before the classroom doors, one of which was the one na hinahunting ko.. at lowkey kinatatakutan.
kallo had a small smirk tugging at his lips, but there was a frown between his brows. “huh? ba’t, kelan ba tayo pumunta ng comshop? gawa kwento ka gago.”
the way he talked was so different from the time we bumped into each other. he’s chill now. not like before—aggressive. as in, parang galit sa buong mundo.
“can you both leave already? i didn’t even ask you to come with me.” enzo—whom i recognized—cut in, clearly annoyed.
he was scowling and it’s lowkey scaring the shit out of me.
“loh,” sabi ni kallo na parang nang-aasar ‘yung tingin kay enzo. “wala na. tara na nga, tol. may topak na naman baby mo.” he added, before playfully scoffing.
“MY BABY DESTINY, KALMAHAN MO, HUMSS STUDENT KA!” pahabol nung lalaking matangkad kanina. the way he talks is familiar, like the guy na comment nang comment sa twitter ni kallo with the handle ‘key’.
enzo looks so done with the two of them at napa-facepalm na lang talaga s’ya.
talk about annoying friends.
i looked away, meeting with sam’s eyes na nakakunot yung noo. he looked at me weirdly sabay siring.
i rolled my eyes back at dinampot ‘yung cellphone kong naka-connect sa data ni sam—obviously, wala naman akong pera pang-load—para maka-pag scroll sa instagram at mainggit sa buhay ng iba.
i felt my whole body flinched from the chair behind me getting scraped.
…SI ENZO PALA NAKAUPO SA LIKOD KO? patapos na semester, ngayon ko lang nalaman. kaya siguro minsan parang may nakatingin lagi sa’kin sa likod nang masama.
“hey, is this yours?” a voice asked from behind.
i jumped, startled, and my phone yeeted itself straight to his face.
to.. his face.
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note ! if yall didnt know, di ba this au was from my ded twt account, the original part for this chapter is soooo tapal lang mwhahshah i find it funny kasi sobrang lack luster nya laawll i mean forgive me okkk i was so young when i wrote this and i apparently didnt know how to proofread??? jk there were just a shit ton of typos on the og one. anywayyy thanks u for reading! i hope u enjoyed this paaart! lmk if u wanna be tagged on the next update ;)
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SYPNOSIS. snow fontanilla, 18, half-time campus journalist, full-time chismosa. she knows everything about everyone, truly an epitome of a marites. when an assignment forces her to cover the school's sports clubs, snow finds herself entangled with someone who's way too familiar - in all the wrong ways. he's charmingly annoying, and everything she avoids. she just wanted to write a story. she didn't expect to fall into one.
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SYPNOSIS. snow fontanilla, 18, half-time campus journalist, full-time chismosa. she knows everything about everyone, truly an epitome of a marites. when an assignment forces her to cover the school's sports clubs, snow finds herself entangled with someone who's way too familiar - in all the wrong ways. he's charmingly annoying, and everything she avoids. she just wanted to write a story. she didn't expect to fall into one.
wc. 765
♡ . ─── snow's p.o.v
i quickly got up from my bed after a few banters with my friends.
“tangina, male-late nanaman ako, bwiset!” i squealed, running up to my closet para kunin ‘yung uniform ko.
pagpasok ko sa banyo, i just threw my uniform by the semi-wet sink before stepping into the shower. “kahit ligong aso, okay na!” pagmamadali ko sa sarili ko.
while washing my hair, that’s when i realized—wala na pala ‘kong shampoo. “FUCK! TANGINA!” a series of profanities flew out of my mouth.
“sa dinami-rami ng mauubos, eto pa?!”
took a quick look around para maka-hanap ng kung ano mang pwedeng ipalit sa hayop na shampoo na ‘yon.
susumpa talaga kita, palmolive.
my eyes then landed on the half-full body wash. i grimaced and picked it up, “Bakit ikaw pa..?” bulong ko sa sarili ko.
alam mo ‘yung mga body wash na supposedly pampabango pero ang ending, mas lalong nakakaamoy ng kung ano?
sa init ng pilipinas, sino bang gustong mag-amoy na lantang bulaklak?
tangina, amoy lamay ako, huhu.
i sighed heavily deciding to just use it. mas pinili ko na lang mag-amoy patay kesa amoy araw.
ginawa ko na lahat ng mga dapat kong gawin bago pa man ako lumabas ng dorm—magbihis, ibato yung mga gamit ko sa bag ko, tanggalin yung mga nakasaksak para makatipid, at higit sa lahat—ibudget yung pera ko ngayong araw.
i locked the door behind me as i sprinted out of the building. hindi para hindi ako ma-late, para talaga sa spanish bread ko ‘yun.
lord, sana di ako maubusan ng mainit pa, naglalaway na ko.
habang naglalakad papunta sa favorite kong bakery, tumunog ‘yung cellphone ko. it’s sam calling, malamang para babardagulin nanaman ako kasi anong oras na.
“yeeees?” i playfully answered the phone—you could probably hear me skipping happily, kala mo hindi male-late.
“anong ‘yeeees’ ka d’yan?” sagot nito na tila maririnig mo ‘yung kunot ng noo n’ya. “tanga ka, bilisan mo na. nakikita ko na pinapark yung e-bike ni sir.”
i huffed playfully even doing a silly hand gesture. “okay lang ‘yan! may bebe time pa ‘yan sila ni miss castro.”
“bobo ka, break na sila.”
“HUH?!” i exclaimed exaggeratedly. kala mo may namatay e.
“lah, oo. kaya bilisan mo na d’yan. mag-ingat ka, tatanga-tanga ka pa naman.” paalam n’ya, bago tuluyang ibinababa yung tawag.
i sucked my inner left cheek thinking kung worth it pa rin ba bumili ng spanish bread kesa sa pabagsak kong subject kay sir na jowa—ex, apparently, ni miss castro.
fuck this shit sisipsip na lang ako, nung isang araw pa ‘ko nagke-crave.
“hello, ate. good morning! namiss mo ba ‘ko?” bati ko sa tinderang pamilyar na sa mukha ko dahil halos araw-araw kong nabili sa kan’ya.
“pabili nga po ng tatlong spanish bread, yung mainit pa sana, hehe thank you!”
“ayan, ‘day.” sabi ni ate, pagkaabot n’ya nung brown bag na puno ng pinaka-mamahal ko.
“kinse lang.”
“eto po, ate, thank you!” abot ko sa kan’ya ng bente pesos, tila nag-lalaway na sa tinapay na iniabot n’ya sa’kin.
nang makabalik si ate para suklian ‘yung bente ko, agad ko naman ibinulsa.
pwede pang isang spanish bread to pag-uwi.
“parang late ka na ngayon ah.” ate concernedly told me.
i huff playfully again before smiling at her. “okay lang ‘yan te. sisipsip na lang ako sa prof. ko mamaya.”
as i turned around, parang mabilis na hanging dala ni flash—nasa sahig na ‘yung spanish bread na kani-kanina lang hawak ko pa.
“fuck, watch where you’re going.” inis na bigkas nung lalaking nakabunggo sa’kin bago patuloy na naglakad.
tila tumigil ‘yung mundo ko at narealize ko na lang nakatayo ako na parang statwa habang yung tatlong tinapay kong mainit-init pa, nakahandusay na sa sahig.
WHAT THE FUCK?! yung spanish bread ko!
i quickly glanced back at the guy who just bumped into me—he goes to our school?!
nakakahiya! OH MY GOD. ANONG GAGAWIN KO?!
WHAT IF MAALALA N’YA ‘KO?! OR WORST—MAGKABUNGGUAN ULI KAMI! NATATAKOT AKO WTF. pero tangina n’ya pa rin.
huhu, yung spanish bread ko... KINSE RIN YON!
“‘day, okay ka lang? sira ulo ‘yon ah.” rinig kong tanong nung tindera.
ATE, YUNG BINILI KO NASA LUPA NA, MUKHA BA KONG OKAY?!
dahan-dahan akong lumingon pabalik sa kan’ya at ngitian s’ya na tila mangiyak-ngiyak na. “o-opo. o-okay lang po, haha…”
s’yempre, alangan namang sabihin ko sa kanya ’yon. as if hindi pa enough na kahihiyan yung nangyari just now. lunukin ko na lang sama ng loob ko at ipagdasal na sana matapilok yung masungit na lalaki kanina.
“una na po ako, s-salamat,” i muttered before walking off, shoulders slumped, feeling like the world was already set against me today.
tangina, late na gutom pa. araw-araw mo talaga ‘kong pinaparusahan lord.
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— taglish, filo au/ full english fics.
— please do correct me if i did something wrong.
— stories with the same plot/characters are purely coincidental.
— profanities.
— may contain some offensive jokes.
— tws and cws if needed.
— socmed + narrations/ written.
— mostly fluff and/or angst/heavy angst.
disclaimers !
— this is a work of fiction. unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.
— hi, i'm ligaya; lia or gaya
— 21, '04 liner
— confused ? bi ? queer ?
— june gemini, entp-t
— filo ! (uy pilipins!!!)
— hoonwonjay biased, prolly loves jay a bit more, tee-hee.
— mostly writes for skzenha !
— is at uni.
— obsessed with strawberries, iced coffee and cheesecake !!
— stan skz, enha, itzy, katseye, etc.,
☆⋆｡𖦹 preferences !
BYF ⋆˚࿔ ㅤim not a minor, profanities, THIS A WRITING AND FANGIRL ACCOUNT, mostly ia cus college, weird typings/jeje typings, anger issues, noisy af, lots of caps and kyb smash, random interaction, speak tgl/eng, sb if uncomfy, sb to unfllw, tl/dms open, SELECTIVE most of the time, hates fanwars, uses kys/kms jokes
DNI ⋆˚࿔ ㅤ-18-25+ unless i fllw first, fit basic dfi criteria, fonts on dn/bio, hate weird typings, antis to my faves, hard stan, solo stan/akgae, memxmem delulus, ot7 or ot9 stay, troll/gore acc, DOESNT interact, dont use tw/cw, not comfortable with me speaking my own language (tgl)
