I was always Rank 1. Until he showed up. Losing wasn't something I was used to-especially not to him. Jeon Wonwoo-the boy who ruined my perfect record and walked around like it meant nothing. Now I'm stuck at Rank 2. Rivals. Lab partners. And unfortunately... constantly in each other's space. I should hate him. So why does it feel like something else entirely?

"How do you raise a house full of psychopaths, Dr. Choi?" she asked, looking back through the glass at the small boy. "Very carefully, Dr. Min. Very carefully."

When you have a one night stand with a future worldwide kpop idol. Fate brings you together in the most unexpected ways, but it also pulls you apart just as much. Your life as a kpop idol isn't easy, but Kim Mingyu is there to help. Wether you like it or not.

He hummed and nodded in response as he inspected the book. "The Stranger," He read. "Is it good?" "Yeah, if you're into stories about life having no meaning," you explained, suddenly flustered at the way he seemed to take your words seriously. "I see," he replied. "Then do you think life has no meaning? It seemed like you wanted this book pretty badly." The weight of his question startled you as you tried to stammer out a response but before you could get anything significant out, his watch beeped and he was already turning his back to you. "Thanks for the book recommendation," he called back, waving the book in the air. That day, Wonwoo stole not only your book, but your affections. -- It all started with a book, how did things end up like this? No amount of Jane Austen novels and longing stares could have prepared you for what love was really like.