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Synopsis of "Echoes of Us"

Tobi thought he had his life figured out—a stable long-distance relationship with Dayo, a fresh start at university, and a roommate, Chike, who was more of a nuisance than a friend. But when a single mistake shatters the boundaries between him and Chike, Tobi is forced to confront feelings he never wanted to acknowledge.

Caught between the love he knows and the passion he can't escape, Tobi embarks on a journey that takes him from the bustling streets of Ibadan to the chaotic heartbeat of Lagos. Secrets unravel, desires ignite, and betrayal lurks in unexpected places. And just when he thinks he has control, a mysterious stranger enters his life—one who knows more about him than they should.

As emotions clash and truths are exposed, Tobi must make an impossible choice: follow the echoes of his past, or embrace a future that terrifies him.

A gripping Nigerian LGBTQ+ romance filled with love, heartbreak, and the dangerous pull of desire.

The Forbidden tides

Chike nudged Tobi's shoulder as they stepped out of the club. "You left in a hurry, guy. Wetin happen?"

Tobi inhaled the cool night air, trying to steady himself. His skin still tingled from the stranger's touch, but his mind was somewhere else. With someone else.

"I just needed fresh air," he muttered.

Chike raised a brow, unconvinced. "Abi the guy wey hold you too tight for dance floor don shake you small?" He smirked. "No lie, you enjoyed it."

Tobi exhaled sharply. Chike wasn't wrong. He had felt something—but it wasn't enough.

"Look," Tobi said, running a hand through his hair, "I'm just tired. I think I'll head back."

Chike rolled his eyes. "You're no fun. At least let me call a cab."

"I'll be fine," Tobi assured him, already pulling out his phone.

Chike sighed dramatically. "Alright, alright. But you owe me gist tomorrow."

Tobi gave him a weak smile before walking away, his mind already racing.

By the time he reached his hostel, his pulse was still uneven. He shut the door behind him, the room suddenly too small, too quiet.

Dayo: I can't stop thinking about you.

For weeks, he had told himself he could move on. That coming to Ibadan was a fresh start, that he could bury everything they were in the past.

But now, with those five words on his screen, the truth slammed into him.

He didn't want to forget. He never had.

Maybe it was the leftover heat from the club. Maybe it was the way his body still ached for something only Dayo could give. Maybe he was just tired of pretending.

Before he could talk himself out of it, he typed:

Tobi closed his eyes. He knew that. He had always known that.

His fingers hesitated before he typed again.

A longer pause this time. His chest tightened with every second that passed.

Tobi stared at the screen, his blood rushing.

Unfinished Business