"did you just draw a dick on my face?" Min Soojung was more than textbook perfect-- she's independant, crazy smart, and most of all: competitive. That's until the day her full score was smugly ruined by a hot-headed bad boy, who aces all his subjects. It's annoying, it's frustrating, and most of all, he's....strangely obsessed...with her rough edges? Will she be able to keep up her honor student streak, or will she let the gates run free of his inevitable growing charms? Highest ranking: #1 in FANFICTION [Featured in global and local news in SPH, Mothership, TodayOnline, Singapore's Writers Festival and others]

HIGHEST RANKING: #1 in BANGTANSONYEONDAN (Updated: May 23rd 2021) This is the first fic I've written.. So it's a little cringe.. {BtsXReader} The character's name is 'Zaynah' in the story. "She's going to be our sister, GET YOUR F*CKING HEADS OUT OF THE F*CKING CLOUDS!" Yoongi shouts as soon as he sees that you're out of the house. "How many times must we say this? SHE IS NOT F*CKING BLOOD RELATED!" Jimin screams at him. "You guys disgust me. How can you even have the audacity to think like that?!" Seokjin Says while smacking his forehead. "You can't tell me that you didn't think she looked pretty in that dress." Jungkook said. "Yes, she looked pretty. But I'm not saying it in a creepy way." Hoseok said. "Oh, really. The way you looked at her said otherwise." Taehyung teased. "He said she looked pretty, so what? Brothers and sisters can call each other pretty and handsome, so what's the big deal here?!" Namjoon asked them. "Exactly, what is the big deal?" Jimin asked while looking in the direction that you went in. You live an exceptionally normal life. When you were 12 years old your father passed away in a car accident. Your mother went into depression and spent a lot of time at her job at the hospital. You often spent time at your 4 best friends' houses. Irene, Sana, Wendy and Tzuyu. Eventually, after a couple of months you and your mother grew a bond that is unbreakable. When you were 16 years old, with your birthday coming up soon, your mother decides to get married. But she doesn't know that he is a mafia boss, with 7 sons who are also trained to be mafias. You hate them when you first meet them. They threaten you. They go to the same school as you and every body knows about them. But could this hatred turn into something more? Something along the lines of love? Not the brotherly or sisterly kind, but something romantic, perhaps?