HAUNTED (BY YOU)🔒 "Some goodbyes were never meant to last forever." When film student Kwon Sae-bi stumbles upon an old camcorder in her attic, she doesn't expect it to contain the one thing she's spent years trying to forget - footage of Geum Seong-je, her childhood friend who vanished without a trace, who everyone thought was dead. As Sae-bi begins piecing together the videos for a documentary project, strange things start to happen: tapes change on their own, voices whisper from the footage, and Seong-je appears in places he shouldn't. With the reluctant "help" of classmate Na Baek-jin, Sae-bi is forced to relive buried memories, shattered friendships, and one terrible night that changed everything. But the deeper she digs, the more she realizes - some people aren't just gone. They're waiting to be remembered. Or... to be set free. Or... was he actually alive all along? ... --- " 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴... 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨. " - 𝐊𝐰𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐞𝐛𝐢 --- Started: 06/10/25 Ended: 08/23/25

𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 (🥊🩸) 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 ❝ cold as ice, but i'll melt you one kiss at a time. ❞ season one ✓ season two ✓ [Book 1 of the 'Constellation of Us' Trilogy] [can be read as stand alone] weak hero class s1 - s2 yeon si eun 𝔁 fem oc

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.