It's been whole 2 years and Sara is still missing. After Sara's disappearence from Taehyung's life,He become more of a living dead.he willingly enlisted himself to military and took a break from his Idol life for whole 2 years. But still grieving over his lost love. His life changed totally,but not only his life,Everyone's life took another turn after the tragedy. Vrishti resigned from ISGA, Shuchi's impending engagement with Suga,Jasmin lossing her soft demeanor, heart ice cold. But they are still together, BTS and Sara's friends. BTS having their comeback as Taehyung and Jimin are back from Military.Everything was started to change and all of them finally getting used to the pain and void left because of Sara. It become somewhat bearable to others except Taehyung. It was hard for him to live with the hurtful memories of his loved one. But what if he suddenly came across a surreal realization. What if it's all a lie..what if Sara is still alive??? Not all hottest love story has the coldest end. Started: 17/12/19 Ended: 02/07/20

In which a girl hides a big secret behind those nerd glasses. Credits for the cover goes to @Jiminfication :D Highest rank: #2 in fanfiction (10/30/17) Start: 08/??/15 End: 12/21/15

Min Y/n and Kim Taehyung are enemies and they fight each other every day that nobody can control it. What is gonna happen between them? My story might be a little bit similar to the Sn20forever story which is Richaholic. I change a lot in here so please don't think I copy from her. She is my favorite author and I love her FF so much. The ending and the start will be the same. A lot will change in the middle. Thank you so much!

Every person is born with two tattoos. One on each arm. One matches your soulmate, and one matches your worst enemy. However, most people have no clue which is which. But you do, because they are both the same. ___________________________________________ || BTS Fanfiction || Suga/Yoongi x reader || Private High school AU (new student) || Soulmate tattoo AU || Y/N I (J)hope you Enjoy!

I ran and ran and ran, not looking back. All I could hear was the bangs coming from the guns they were shooting at me. "Stop her!" They yelled, I kept running and running. That was two years ago, all that just for running way from home. My parents aren't exactly the friendly type. They run gangs, two gangs that work together. They call themselves the 'optimum', meaning the best in Latin. Recently, I've been feeling like someone is following me...