choi y/n gets broken up with by her boyfriend of 1 year, hwang hyunjin, not knowing the real reason behind it. she tries her best to forget about what happened since she thinks hyunjin already has gotten over her, but it seems almost impossible to move on; for both people. "no matter how hard we tried to move on from eachother, we always found a way to fall in love all over again." started ↳ april 28, 2018 ended ↳ july 30, 2018 edited ↳ 2021

A new boy came to school and was your partner. Your guys wanted to be friends but fell in love with each other. (Highschool ff, DOESN'T HAVE SMUT BUT HAS CURSING) (SHORT STORY!!) 6/12/23 - 10/25/23

Lee know and y/n got in the car accident. Y/n was slightly injured, but.... Minho lost his memory. When doctor told y/n about that, she lost her mind. But she never left minhos side. Can y/n's love bring back his memories? How Minho will react when he finds out the truth? Best rankings: #2 readerxmember #34 skzff #1 Christopher #47 songmingi #298 seochangbin #391 Leeminho #512 hanjisung #245 ateez #651 Leeknow #683 bangchan #722 jeongin #917 shortstory

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" He is just a sick boy " I don't want to admit but I care for him. He is so innocent. 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗱 !

"I'd drop a couple bands for that mercedes" just a little warning this story will be in both English and Spanish.

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.

New to the dazzling chaos of Las Nevadas, you navigated the city's electrifying streets, each turn revealing more of its vibrant, neon-lit allure. Amid the swirl of excitement, your eyes locked with those of someone who stood out from the rest-Quackity. There was an undeniable intensity in his gaze, one that seemed to both challenge and entice. You decided to play it cool, skillfully keeping him at arm's length. The thrill of the chase became a game, and you reveled in the mystery of his interest. But the more you encountered him, the more his charm began to unravel your defenses. His effortless charisma and the enigmatic smile he wore made it increasingly difficult to ignore the magnetic pull between you. As the city's lights cast long shadows and the nights grew warmer, you found yourself grappling with a heart that was slowly giving in. The stakes were high, and the gamble was clear: take a chance on Quackity, or retreat into the safety of the unknown. Every encounter with him was a roll of the dice, and only time would reveal whether this gamble would lead to a thrilling victory or a devastating loss.

y/n gets stuck in London after losing their passport. In their franticness, they call their friend Clay, who seems to have a solution. He has a friend named George who lives nearby who could take y/n in. y/n has no choice but to say yes, so now they have plans to stay with a stranger for three months, without even knowing his job or last name. (they/them)