❛ 𝓘 SAID IM SICK OF CHASING, YOUR THE ONE THATS ALWAYS RUNNING THROUGH MY DAYDREAM. ❜ ᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ geumseong-jexfemoc 𓂃 ©angellwritesss #NUMBER1GEUMSEONG-JE

Grief is a circular staircase. ㅤㅤㅤGeum Seongje. ㅤㅤㅤWeak Hero Class.

"all the roads will miss her footsteps when she's gone from here." ✴ or in which, two polar opposites who meets each other because of an unexpected circumstance may just learn how to be the best version of themselves. ( original! female character x geum seong-je ) re-upload !!

there's a saying about love and hate. how there exists a line between the two emotions. one extreme to the other, complete opposites in every which way. and yet, it's possible that with just the slightest nudge in either direction, you find yourself unable to distinguish between one or the other. you used to think that saying was complete and utter bullshit. when you loathe someone so reverently, so passionately, how could it ever be mistaken for love? how can one feel every waking bone in their body recoil at the sight of their figure and consider it the same as melting beneath a gentle caress, leaning into their tender touch? how can imagining your hands around their neck, squeezing all the air from their lungs, compare to pressing one's lips against the other, greedily taking their breaths as your own? you suppose, begrudgingly so, that there are similarities. the way the person consumes your thoughts like a virus. how unknowingly, your words and actions revolve around their own routine. but to go so far as to say your hatred is the same as affection? that's a line you cannot cross. so then why? why does that barrier blur when an arrogant boy suddenly takes space in your life? why does the way his words sink beneath your skin, his actions igniting a raging fire in your chest, make you second guess the way you feel about him? you hate him. that much is for sure. there's no doubt about it. it's just the way the world is. a simple fact about the universe. but the more you try to convince yourself of such a matter, the more vague the truth becomes. because as much as you wish to punch the smug smile off of geum seung-je's face, you can't deny how the thought of kissing him would work just as well. and achingly so, your heart wants one more than the other.

°.❛→🎮. 𝗐𝗁𝖼² 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗎𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗃𝖾 𝖷 𝖿𝖾𝗆!𝗈𝖼 🐈‍⬛ | Os boatos começaram pequenos, como sempre. Primeiro, um cochicho aqui, outro ali, até que a fofoca tomou vida própria e virou quase uma lenda urbana: uma garota estava prestes a entrar no Colégio Eunjang. Uma garota! No templo sagrado da testosterona e dos hematomas! Claro que ninguém acreditou. Era mais fácil acreditar que o diretor era o novo membro do BTS do que que alguém do sexo feminino pisaria naquele inferno voluntariamente. Mas aí Chae Sarang apareceu. E de repente, tudo fez sentido; ou deixou de fazer. Recém saída de um reformatório e com fama de problemática nível apocalipse, ela parecia a personificação do caos. Só que não. Com seu sorriso doce e olhos de coelho, Sarang enganava qualquer um ─── até o primeiro idiota que resolvesse testá-la. Bastava um empurrão, uma provocação ou um olhar atravessado para que a princesa mostrasse por que ganhou o apelido de "fugida do hospício". Mas entre toda a enorme bagunça colegial, algo inusitado aconteceu: Sarang começou a se importar. Com a escola, com os garotos, com aquele idiota específico que a fazia rir nas horas mais improváveis. E, por mais insano que parecesse, o Colégio Eunjang começou a mudar também. Talvez porque pela primeira vez alguém mais maluco que todo mundo ali apareceu para colocar ordem no caos. E no fim das contas, ninguém soube dizer se Sarang era o pior pesadelo da escola... ou seu milagre mais improvável.

in which a girl running from her past gains the unwanted affections of a guy who embodies her past or you really just want to live your youthful life, free of any bullshittery. of course, that's when you cross paths (and fists) with the most unhinged delinquent in your new city. for reasons frankly worrying, he takes a liking towards you. what this results in is a story about self-discovery, loyalty, street racing and, like every other weak hero fanfic, throwing hands. wolf keum/seong-jae x reader !!reader is more oc-ish!! no traits are specifically given to her, however, so feel free to insert yourself into the fic WEAK HERO BELONGS TO SEOPASS AND RAZEN, AND I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTER BUT mc (y/n makes me actually dryheave-)

⠀⠀𝟬𝟬𝟬.┃ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. ⠀﹙ weak hero class. ﹚ • ﹅ •. ⠀ written by © -senhoradixon.