Woosan Short Stories

Love At First Sight

             As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow across the bustling streets of a foreign land, Wooyoung found himself standing at the entrance of a new university. The air crackled with anticipation as students hurriedly made their way to class, lost in their own worlds. It was here that fate would intertwine his path with that of another.

With an exasperated sigh and a sense of trepidation fluttering in his chest, Wooyoung glanced down at the crumpled map clutched tightly in his hand. He had managed to get himself hopelessly lost in this unfamiliar city, far from home. Panic threatened to consume him until he noticed someone towering above the crowd – San.

San's broad shoulders and imposing presence initially sent shivers down Wooyoung's spine, but there was something about those gentle eyes that drew him closer. In an act of desperation mixed with hopefulness, Wooyoung approached San timidly.

"Excuse me," he stuttered nervously, "I seem to have misplaced myself... Could you perhaps help me find my way?"

San looked down at him with a mix of surprise and curiosity before breaking into a warm smile that melted away any lingering fears within Wooyoung's heart.

"Well now," San chuckled softly, "looks like I've stumbled upon someone who needs rescuing."

And just like that, their journey began - two souls navigating through uncharted territory together. With each step they took side by side along cobblestone paths and beneath moonlit archways adorned with ivy tendrils dancing in ethereal patterns overhead - their connection grew stronger.

Amidst stolen glances filled with longing and laughter shared under starlit skies, tension simmered between them like electricity waiting to ignite. Their conversations became deeper; secrets whispered against lips tingling from stolen kisses hidden from prying eyes.

But even amidst the intoxicating dance of desire, their love faced a major crisis. Misunderstandings and insecurities crept into their hearts, threatening to shatter what they had built. Words were exchanged in moments of heated passion, leaving scars that cut deep.

"I thought you understood me," Wooyoung cried out tearfully one fateful night, his voice laced with pain. "How could you say those things? How can we move forward from this?"

San's eyes glistened with remorse as he reached out to cup Wooyoung's face gently, wiping away the tears that stained his cheeks.

"Forgive me," San pleaded earnestly. "I never meant to hurt you. My fear got the best of me... but I promise you this - I will fight for us, for our love."

And so they stood at a crossroads - bruised yet determined souls yearning for healing and redemption. The road ahead was uncertain; it would require patience and understanding from both sides if their love was to survive.

As dusk settled upon them once again, casting long shadows on their intertwined fingers, Wooyoung looked into San's eyes – now filled with renewed hope – and whispered softly,

"This is just the beginning for us... together."

With an air of resilience surrounding them like an invisible shield against life's trials and tribulations, they took each other's hand and stepped forward into an unknown future where only time would reveal what lay ahead.

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Just short stories ab woosan. Sadly for my other book, I cant think of any good ideas. But hopefully I'll update that one too. But enjoy some short stories if u want.