𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆 always been calm and reserved , but what will happen when she will meet then arrogant bully who seems to have picked an interest for her ? ( extended summary inside )

"Power isn't in the weapon, it's in the way you wield it-whether it's the barrel of a gun or the way I have you in my hands." Ma Min-hwan x fem!oc ©alt1tude

"do you...." you paused, clearing your throat before continuing, "do you think hanahaki will ever go away?" he turned his head, studying you once more, before shifting his body to fully face you, "why are you asking me?" "you're a doctor. i thought you'd know." a beat of silence followed, and he titled his head before replying to your question, "at the rate things are....no. it will not go away." you didn't know what to feel by his answer. should you have felt upset, knowing more people would experience the same thing you currently were? or perhaps relieved, to know you wouldn't be the only one so unfortunate. "do you believe that to be a bad thing?" you asked, for you couldn't place the jumble of emotions coursing through your body. he shrugged, "i don't care for love." "and yet you treat it." a smile twitched his lips, appearing amused by your words, "i do." "why nurture something you care nothing for?" "you have a lot of questions." "does that bother you?" he didn't answer right away, seemingly trying to decide if you were worth the time to think. finally, after several seconds you spent in anticipation, he allowed words to slip through his lips, "i suppose im looking for something. a reason why so many patients decide to choose love over life."

"don't look at me like that." you lean back, his harsh tone echoing in your ears, "like what?" he lifts up a hand, gesturing vaguely at your face, "like that." your furrow your eyebrows in confusion, "i don't follow." his frustration grows, and kyung-jun abruptly stands, his chair scraping across the floor. he stares down at you, his entire face twisted in anger, "do you pity me or something? do you think i need help? that you need to fix me?" "what? no," you find yourself on your feet, pleading with him desperately so he doesn't misunderstand, "kyung-jun, i swear that is not what this is." maybe at first that's what it felt like. guilt. an obligation to save kyung-jun's life when he had saved your own. but somewhere along the way, sometime during those tender, simple moments in his presence, you found that kyung-jun was different than you anticipated. he wasn't the bully you heard whispers about. there was more to him that he let on, than he allowed others to see. nowadays, when your eyes find his own, you see a boy who is hurting. who shoulders a heavy burden all alone. "then why the fuck are you barging into my life acting like you care?" 'because you'll die if i don't.' a night has come alternate universe. inspired by lovely runner & twinkling watermelon.

lee hong-sae hasn't seen his ex in five years. after the breakup, they cut off all contact and went their separate ways, and despite the fact that he's thought about her every single day since, he goes about his life normally. solving murders. filling out paper work. drowning himself in whatever activity he can to occupy his mind with something other than the image of her face. but when a serial killer is found lurking in the streets of seoul, targeting single mothers with young children, hong-sae cannot ignore her name on the list of victims who might be next. questions race through his head, memories of the past rushing just as quickly, but one echoes louder than the other. why is there a little girl nearly five years old with his eyes and her smile? hong-sae used to believe that in the parting, love was lost and pain was kept. but maybe it can be salvaged. maybe love never left, and second chances can be given. forced together in order to protect her from harm, resentment slowly melts away into longing, and these lovers turned to strangers face the past they tried to bury.

❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬... 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬. ❞ ⋅𖥔༺☼༻𖥔⋅ 𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐀𝐡𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲: never rely on promises, never show weakness, and never forget who you're fighting for. The twin sister of Ahn Suho, she's known for her warmth, her wit, and her silence when it matters most. And her looks, of course. 𖦹 golden-retriever girl with a sharp bite 𖦹 forbidden romance? 𖦹 slow-burn 𖦹 gang tensions + school violence 𖦹 found family When a quiet storm named Kang Woo-young crashes into her world, lines blur. He's everything she was taught to avoid: dangerous, cold, and used to people fearing him. But something in his eyes mirrors her own grief. He's not someone you're supposed to trust. She's not someone you should underestimate. As the violence escalates and betrayal seeps into their small circle, Chaewon must decide: will she be the light that holds them all together or the fuse that brings it all down? ➼ 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞.    𝐈𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝.    𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧, 𝐭𝐨𝐨. ⋅𖥔༺☼༻𖥔⋅ [ kang wooyoung x fem/oc ] I do not own the rights to "Weak Hero," only my original characters and storyline.

❝ human emotions are a fickle thing; annoying but they make us feel alive. ❞ ───── in which, chishiya natsu, a girl that's only ever played victim in every scenario and won, ends up the borderlands with her brother. of course, it doesn't stop her from playing with peoples' hearts, until she meets a heart so pure that she begins to rethink differently. ❪ arisu ryohei x oc ❫ ❪ s1-s2 ❫ ❪ ongoing ❫

✶ in which pi hanwool's girlfriend joins the study group. started: 30/01/25 finished: 02/05/25 © kwanilha︱2025 fem! oc x study group ﹙ season 1 ﹚ please do not copy my work!

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.

Beak Cheonga never expected much from life. Not love, not warmth-just survival. Adopted into a wealthy family that never truly wanted her, she learned how to exist in the empty spaces between their affection. Transferring from Daehwa High to Yusung Technical High should have been just another change. But Yusung is different. And he is different. Pi Han Ul. Cheonga finds herself drawn into Han Ul's world-a world where strength is the only thing that matters. A world where her heart beats faster not just in battle, but whenever he looks at her like she's someone worth watching. He is the storm she never wanted. She is the girl he never expected.