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2026-01-19
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What burns inside me has no name

Summary:

In the final weeks of high school, two boys are trapped in a silent dilemma that slowly consumes their hearts.

Wang Yixiang and Byun Euijoo have been academic rivals since ninth grade, bound by competition, resentment, and an unspoken tension that goes far beyond grades and school rankings. But when anger begins to blur into something far more dangerous, the war they fight turns inward. Silent screams echo within them, and an unexpected kiss exposes a feeling neither of them knows how to name.

Now, they must decide whether to face the flame burning inside their chests —
or walk away, choosing a life that ignores what aches, unnamed, between them.

Notes:

First time posting here, kinda nervous

Btw english is not my first language

This is a translation of my own work with the same name
The original is in brazilian portuguese and was posted on wtt in my acc.

Chapter 1: Epigraph

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(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

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When did the hatred fade?

When did the urge to punch him turn into an almost uncontrollable need to kiss him?

I honestly couldn’t say.

I don’t know when it began, or how.

All I know is that I’ll have to learn how to live with this desire that grows inside me with each passing day.

It’s like a flame that refuses to die;
a flame that sets me on fire from within and leaves my chest burning.

What I feel is more than desire.
It’s larger, deeper, visceral.
What I feel is love.

I love Nicholas.

More than words can ever express;
more than I ever imagined I could, at any point in my life.

Even when love shatters me from the inside and his name begs to be screamed to the four winds with all the breath I have left, perhaps I was born to love him in silence — and tear myself apart in the process. To bleed slowly. To die a little more each day, alone. Without anyone ever noticing.

I spend my days fighting it, pretending I hate him,
when all I really want is to kiss his lips —
those damn lips coated in that damn strawberry lip balm.

 

— Byun Euijoo

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Thanks for reading :)

On the next chap (the actual 1st one) this epigraph will make a lot more sense