Taehyung ignored him, gaze locked on Jisoo. "He's bothering you." "No," she snapped. "He's not." The lie was thin. Taehyung took a step closer. "Then why are you yelling at me instead of him?" Silence. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "He's my friend," she said tightly. The word felt wrong the moment it left her mouth. Taehyung's brows knit together. "Your... what?" "My friend," she repeated. "So just-leave it." He laughed once, sharp and incredulous. "Since when do you have a friend like this?" The guy's face darkened. "Watch your mouth." Taehyung finally turned to him, eyes cold. "Or what?" "Tae-!" Jisoo hissed. Taehyung looked back at her, stunned now-not angry, not yet, just genuinely shaken. "You never mentioned him. Not once." "I don't owe you explanations," she said, voice trembling with something dangerously close to panic. "That's not what this is," Taehyung said quietly. "This is about him." The guy scoffed. "You don't know anything about her." Taehyung's jaw tightened. "I know more than you, enough to see when she's uncomfortable."

Taehyung hesitated, staring toward the faint shadow behind Jisoo's curtain. >Taehyung: ...Got new neighbors. >Hoseok: Some girls? Tell me they're hot. Taehyung bit down a grin. >Taehyung: A family with one girl. The chat exploded. >Jimin: OH??? >Daehan: This man's on house arrest and still pulling girls. >Seojun: Respect. >Hoseok: Describe. Taehyung typed, then deleted. Typed again. Deleted. He wasn't about to write poetry about the girl he saw for literally ten seconds. >Taehyung: Black hair. Pretty. That's all. >Jimin: Bro that's the vaguest shit ever. >Daehan: Did you flirt? Taehyung's ears burned. >Taehyung: Tried. >Seojun: USED THE SMILE? Taehyung exhaled loudly through his nose. >Taehyung: Yes. >Hoseok: And?? Taehyung dropped his face into his palm. >Taehyung: My ankle monitor screamed like a dying robot. In front of her.

dropping it on the table. Tonight already felt like a waste. She was about to rest her chin on her palm when- A shadow stopped in front of her. She looked up only halfway, just enough to see a jawline carved by God and lit by neon. The guy had messy dark hair and eyes that shimmered under the strobing lights-eyes that looked like they belonged to someone who laughed easily, but didn't tonight. He leaned slightly forward, trying to get her attention. "Want to dance?" he asked, voice low but clear even over the music. Jisoo blinked. Once. Twice. Her mouth opened automatically. "Yeah," she said, waving dismissively, "I'll come in a moment." She didn't even look fully at him. She didn't think she needed to. Her phone buzzed again. She looked down.

"Bet you didn't think your Monday would include being trapped with your favorite employee." Still focused on his phone, he responds dryly, "I don't play favorites." She closes the distance between them by a few steps, standing just beside his left shoulder. He doesn't move, but she can feel the subtle shift in his breathing. "Liar," she whispers, her voice low, loaded with challenge.

Taehyung blinked. "What are you-" "Your side," she said, pressing the tape down with surgical precision, "and my side." He blinked again. "Wait-" "You stay over there," she continued, gesturing like she was performing a ritual, "and I stay over here. You don't cross the line. No socks, no shoes, no coffee cups. No humming. No existing past the tape." Taehyung stared at her for a beat... then burst out laughing. "You've got to be kidding." "I've never been more serious in my life."

Kim Taehyung and Kim Jisoo had been sworn enemies since the moment they were born. Their families had been rivals for generations, each side determined to outdo the other and prove their superiority. But when a sudden turn of events results in them being forced to marry one another, both Taehyung and Jisoo are left seething with anger and resentment. Little do they know, their marriage may just be their best weapon in their ongoing battle against each other. Jisoo mutters under the wedding veil, "Our hatred runs deep, but so does our determination to destroy each other." while Taehyung watched his would be wife muttering, "You're not the only one with a plan, sweetheart."

When a curious, modern-day woman named Jisoo is pulled back in time, she never expects to fall for a king-especially not one like Taehyung: commanding and heartbreakingly gentle beneath the crown. As she adjusts to palace life, bonds are formed, and an unexpected illness threatens everything they've built. Can love truly conquer time, duty, and the weight of two lives?

Jisoo, a woman of modern time, a office going independent alone woman who finds solace in books. One particular play of destiny leads her into a novel, where she is playing the character of a villain's wife. And she hates the villain with heart. A novel where she wasn't even mentioned for once, where she has no importance nor does her existence. But Jisoo played harder, she will win the majesty's heart at any cost. Daegu this country is ruled by enigmatic King, Kim Taehyung. Known for his cruelty towards everyone, cold heart for his family too. Will Jisoo be able win his heart one day? Previously her character died with a letter in her hand, blaming Taehyung for not loving her. Will she be loved this time?

vsoo story

A one sided love story of jisoo who love's taehyung but he loves jisoo's friend but at the age of 26 unfortunately they got married where she became bold and independent while he started to fall for her #1 vsoo