"Promises are meant to be broken, right?" - completed

Sunoo had always lived a fairly conventional life. For the first time in 16 years, he is given an extremely rare opportunity to turn his life around when his mother marries the President of Primetime Co. and he enrolls in a prestigious all-boys' school known to foster the sons of the richest and most powerful families in South Korea. Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. Some aspects of South Korean educational system will, of course, not be accurate as the author is not Korean nor has experienced school life in South Korea.

But these terrible feelings; wanting to be held, to be kissed, to be ... loved. Sunoo pushes it down, like always. Emotional whack-a-mole. - A story of Sunoo's self-acceptance, with some help along the way. - 6k words sunoo centric ficlet some elements carry over from turning point

He likes red roses; he loves the boy even more. [a sunjay five chapter au] [part two of three]

↻ completed ↱ sunoo, sunghoon and niki yandere/stockholm syndrome au ☆ #3 kokoroyouhou series "they're dangerous." 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 : ʚ a depressed kid, Kim Sunoo. He came across a hard time in his life and ended up living a new life after 17 years with two psychotic people who has an obsession with him. @kyu-chenx ___________________ ©2021

❝autumn outside the post office, i waited for you❞ sunwon childhood friends!au by suncenzo on ao3.

❝look how they shine for you❞ sunsun figureskating!au by suncenzo on ao3. #3 in sunsun 07.01.22

Fate is a fickle mistress. Sunoo cursed his fate. The peaceful quiet life of Sunoo will never be brought back. The cause? A man named Park Sunghoon. Sunghoon cursed his fate. History that Sunghoon tried to forget is being brought back. The reason? A man named Kim Sunoo.

Sunoo and Sunghoon play a game of marbles. Who knew one of them would end up dead? 100% inspired by Squid Game episode 6! - im uploading this here, but it's also on ao3 under the my same username !! if you can't tell, I don't make covers. Ever. - word count: 3,786

But there was no more waiting. No more missed phone calls. No more staring at his phone till he received a text message. No more clutching onto the sheets with tears across his face from the aching pain of lacking the warmth of his lover beside him. His love was finally home. Jay was finally home.