❝ you were n̸̦̤̫͌͜e̶̛̱̻̚̚͜v̵̹̮͕̥̍̐͝ẻ̸̼̤̪̘̊r̸͉̳̬̀̈̚ supposed to be here. ❞ she was merely an outlier , yet her presence ensued a change of fate with the infamous, yooil high bully ⤷ in which choi eun-chae accompanied her crush's class on the annual school trip, unknowingly getting herself into more trouble and heartache than anticipated. 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐨 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 © 𝐡𝐞𝐲𝐟𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 , 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

"don't look at me like that." you lean back, his harsh tone echoing in your ears, "like what?" he lifts up a hand, gesturing vaguely at your face, "like that." your furrow your eyebrows in confusion, "i don't follow." his frustration grows, and kyung-jun abruptly stands, his chair scraping across the floor. he stares down at you, his entire face twisted in anger, "do you pity me or something? do you think i need help? that you need to fix me?" "what? no," you find yourself on your feet, pleading with him desperately so he doesn't misunderstand, "kyung-jun, i swear that is not what this is." maybe at first that's what it felt like. guilt. an obligation to save kyung-jun's life when he had saved your own. but somewhere along the way, sometime during those tender, simple moments in his presence, you found that kyung-jun was different than you anticipated. he wasn't the bully you heard whispers about. there was more to him that he let on, than he allowed others to see. nowadays, when your eyes find his own, you see a boy who is hurting. who shoulders a heavy burden all alone. "then why the fuck are you barging into my life acting like you care?" 'because you'll die if i don't.' a night has come alternate universe. inspired by lovely runner & twinkling watermelon.

Can trust truly blossom when the lines of honesty are fatally blurred?

Lost to her own thoughts, Yerin hadn't noticed how the room had come to a silent stand-still, devoid of even shallow breathing. It wasn't until it felt like there were tiny ants crawling all over her skin that she looked up from staring blankly at a chipped tile that she clocked onto all the eyes now directed towards her. She felt her stomach tense. Did they know something? Did Kyungjun say something about her warning to Hyunho? As the questions felt like a deafening buzz in her ears, Yerin felt someone tap her shoulder. Looking sideways at Hyunho, she removed an earbud, raising an eyebrow as he leaned down to whisper, "Maybe listening to Another one bites the dust isn't the greatest choice right now, Yeri." --- Kang Yerin was no good at games. They frustrated her, and to put it frank, she was a sore loser when it came to strategy based games, so after being thrown into the deep end in a real life game of Mafia where she is... well, mafia, she has to sell her morals to the devil just to make it through each night alive.

What is this burning sensation in the pit of my stomach? ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤhyun ho x fem!ocㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

kyung-jun curses you under his breath, "let go you crazy bitch-" "can you stop being stubborn for just one moment and take it? or is your pride too precious to protect that you'd deny help from someone willing to give it?" kyung-jun's movements cease at your words. instead of fighting, he begins watching you closely, sizing you up, and you have no issue copying his actions. you watch his face just as intently, catching the way he digests your words, his resolve unfolding slowly as his fingers slacken beneath your own. the exact moment of his defeat is found in the way his anger settles, growing quieter, but never leaving entirely. he may realize the truth in your words, but it doesn't mean he has to like it. whatever. it doesn't matter to you. you saw right through him then. for someone with walls so high, it was easy to climb up and look inside. a night has come fanfic. ko kyung-jun x reader.

❛ The subtlety in your voice tells me you're no wolf, but a pup. I am no herder, whatsoever.❜ [🎰] 𝘿𝙀𝘼𝘿 𝙂𝙄𝙍𝙇𝙎 𝘿𝙊𝙉'𝙏 𝙎𝙉𝙄𝙏𝘾𝙃 "To know a game so deadly was for the unfortunate, and yet perhaps our lifeline has come to it's end and we now stand with fire beneath our feet. The Devil kisses our eyes and we can no longer see the tragedy that befalls us. Was that a curse or a blessing?" In which Park Hyori, known as "miss perfect", gets thrown into a bloody ballad alongside her classmates - treason has always been high on her list, she just never expected she'd have the chance to have a dance with the grim reaper. Go Kyungjun x fem!OC

the cycle of life and death continues.