Dr. Lee Heeseung stepped quietly into the room, clipboard in hand, but his gaze was drawn immediately to the figure on the bed. Jake sat there, knees pulled close, fingers fidgeting with the hem of his oversized shirt. His eyes darted around the room with guarded curiosity, shy, but not entirely closed off. His lips were slightly pouted, and there was a softness to him that didn't match his age. "Hi there, little one," Heeseung said gently, lowering himself into the chair across from the bed. His voice was smooth, kind, like he wasn't just speaking to a patient, but to someone who needed warmth. Jake peeked up at him, eyes wide. "Who are you, mister?" he asked, tilting his head ever so slightly. "I'm Heeseung. I'm here to keep you safe," he replied with a smile that wasn't clinical, but real. Jake didn't answer right away. He just hummed softly and tugged at his sleeve. The room felt still, but not uncomfortable, like something delicate had just begun to bloom. Heeseung had seen trauma manifest in many forms, but this......this was different. Jake wasn't broken. He was protecting himself the only way he knew how. And Heeseung was determined to understand every piece of him. But..... there's always another side of the story you don't know😉 Read to find out👉📖

Before college, Phuwin confesses in a letter and hides it in Pond's bag. Pond never finds it. Years later, after drifting apart, Pond cleans his old backpack and finally opens the letter. But Phuwin's married now, and the timing's gone. "You told me everything too late. Or maybe I found it too late. Either way, we missed it."

Sky Wongravee is a transfer student with scars far deeper than the ones on his skin. A childhood fire left him burned, both outside and in - and now, touch is his greatest fear. Cold, silent, and emotionally shut off, Sky lives by one rule: no one gets close. Ever. Enter Nani Hirunkit - a sunshine-sweet, chaos-soft college boy who becomes Sky's new roommate. With My Melody plushies, morning teasing, and a heart too warm to ignore, Nani is everything Sky has spent years avoiding. But for the first time... maybe Sky doesn't want to run. This is a story of healing, slow love, late-night silence, and a touch that doesn't burn. ⚠️ Content Warning / Trigger Warning: This story explores themes of trauma, fire-related injury, nightmares, touch aversion, and emotional neglect. This is a BL (Boy's Love) story - Sky Wongravee × Nani Hirunkit

Pond and Phuwin were inseparable-best friends, soulmates bound by promises meant to last a lifetime. Until life intervened. Phuwin was too afraid to name what he felt. Pond, already feeling invisible, stopped waiting. They parted without goodbyes-only silence, distance, and the kind of pain that lingers. Seven years later, Pond returns to Bangkok-the city he once called home, where every street holds a memory he never truly escaped. Phuwin, meanwhile, has built his walls high, convincing himself that some things are better left buried. Their paths cross again in an unexpected place: Veiled Voices, an anonymous platform where strangers pour out their hearts and remind each other they aren't alone. They begin writing. One reply turns into another. The words grow familiar. Intimate. Dangerous. What happens when they realize the person who understands them most is the one they lost? When they finally meet after seven years-will it be healing... or heartbreak all over again?

Three heirs. Three orphans. One chaotic bar night that changes everything. William, Fourth, and Phuwin have built a quiet, joyful life in a shared building-raising a toddler, teaching music and martial arts, and creating a viral YouTube channel fueled by laughter and loyalty. With no family but each other, they've learned to survive on instinct, wit, and caffeine. Pond, Est, and Gemini-privileged, powerful, and media-darling heirs of Bangkok's elite empires. Bound by family names and headlines, they're the last people you'd expect to fall for the grounded, chaotic trio downstairs. But fate doesn't play fair. One overheard joke about sugar daddies leads to flirtation. One accidental duet becomes obsession. And one little girl's trust becomes the truest test of all. As romance sparks, egos clash, and their worlds collide, six young men must figure out what it means to love across class lines, past wounds, and personal pride. Because sometimes, family isn't where you come from. It's who fights for you-even when you don't know how to ask.

I don't really know what this story is. It's not just about love. Not really. It's more like... the things you never say. The words you keep to yourself until it's too late. Lin writes things he can't say out loud. Iván feels things he doesn't understand until they're already slipping away. They were friends. Then they weren't. Then somehow... something in between. And maybe if they had just been a little braver- a little less scared of ruining what they had- things wouldn't have turned out like this. But yeah. That didn't happen. So this is just... them. Messy, confused, holding on, letting go, and maybe trying again. I don't know if it ends well. I don't even know if it ends. But I hope... they get to see each other again. ~BONUS notes i haven't made up the whole plot yet so i may or may not drag it. nd updates will be on...idk whenevr i feel like ig. And most imp of all no AI is used here execpt in the illustrations.

It was a different place. It was a different time. He was a different guy. Would it last forever? • A sequel to 'Seoulmate' •

It was the right place. It was the right time. He was the right guy. But it didn't last forever.

Beneath the Cracked Mask He watches from the shadows. He remembers everything she forgot. And tonight... he's finally close enough to touch her