𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙬 an assassin's job is to kill─ silent, discreet, and clean. choi san or more known as his alias 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗹𝗲, is an assassin with an infamous reputation for mercilessly killing anyone without hesitation. unbeknownst to you, you might be his next target. known for leaving his signature purple arrow─ many call it the insignia of death... the 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 ❛❛ your death would give me the biggest joy ❜❜ -//- » a choi san fanfic [ lowercase intended ] © staryng | 2023

"keep your friends close and your enemies closer," well, it becomes a problem when I want him closer than I'm supposed to © 2019 by Yogiisonfire

now hongjoong knows he wants to have his cake and eat it; he fails to see why that isn't a problem, but the problem Copyright © 2023 by YogiIsOnFire

"The way these things go, you should be mad at me." "Mad at you?" "For yesterday." "I don't follow." "I'm an overthinker, in case you don't know. I don't want you to be mad at me, of course, but it would be ... nice if you were." © Copyright 2019 by Yogiisonfire

when hongjoong isn't aware he wants to have his cake and eat it too. © 2022 by YogiIsOnFire

the one where loving Mingi chaperones every depth of feeling she can imagine. © 2021 by YogiIsOnFire

no more need to question it because the truth of what he says lies in what he does Copyright © 2020 by YogiIsOnFire

It's smooth like silk. It rolls over your skin with ease and covers every inch of your body. It glows a vibrant blue that illuminates the dark. Like a friend that is always watching. It touches your skin, sending bolts of lightning through your arms and legs. It comes and goes like night and day. Like the wind, they are taken from you. Read this story if you're looking for a supernatural story, not like the rest.