Neon Heart in Mongkok

Mongkok never sleeps. Its streets pulse with life — market stalls shouting prices, neon signs flickering like heartbeat monitors, and the scent of curry fishballs drifting through the crowd. Amid this chaos, Ava moved like a ghost. A photographer chasing moments, not people. One night, while capturing reflections in a rain puddle near Ladies’ Market, … Read more

The Last Bench

Every morning, Mia sat on the last bench of the park near her apartment in Quezon City. It wasn’t the prettiest spot — a little chipped, shaded by a stubborn mango tree that never bore fruit — but it was quiet. She’d sip her coffee, sketch strangers, and pretend she wasn’t waiting for someone she … Read more