"In that moment, she was everything - his breath, his reason, his 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲." In a world where strength is everything, Ji Yuna refuses to prove hers. Where others fight to be seen, she fades into the background. Yet, somehow, Pi Hanwool can't keep his gaze away. She is a disruption he didn't see coming, a storm wrapped in quiet restraint... Like the tide 𝒯𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒹 by the moon, they are drawn together, quiet, inevitable. And when the secrets gradually unravel, it pulled them closer, an undeniable force, anchoring them to each other, like 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝔸𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣'𝕤 ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕖: I couldn't stop thinking about Pi Hanwool after watching the series. The way Woomin portrayed him--so layered, so haunting --there was so much more beneath the surface. Every glance, every flicker in his eyes, every silent moment screamed of something deeper. He isn't just cold or cruel. He's someone aching for connection-for love, for understanding, for a place to belong. And I truly believe he deserves it. That's why I created this story. And that's why I created Ji Yuna. Through her, I wanted to explore what might happen if someone truly saw Hanwool -- not just the rumors or the name, but the boy underneath. Someone who wouldn't run from him. Someone who would challenge him, stay with him, and maybe even change him. This is for Hanwool. For Yuna. And for everyone who's ever been misunderstood-but still hoped someone might try to understand them. 🩵 𝘢 ❥ 𝓟𝓲 𝓗𝓪𝓷𝔀𝓸𝓸𝓵 피한울 x OC(fem) 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘒-𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝓢𝓽𝓾𝓭𝔂 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓹 Dedicated to the dangerously addictive ❥ 𝓒𝓱𝓪 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷✨ Word Count: 175,138 Publish Date: 2025-02-21 Finish Date: 2025-07-04

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.

[ kang wooyoung x fem/oc ] ahn chaewon has never thought she is strong. she has never thought she is useless or stupid, nothing like that, but she knew that she could never define herself as being strong. the word 'strong' holds a different meaning for everyone, and for chaewon, it meant something she'd never have-physical strength. kang wooyoung, on the other hand, prides himself on being the best fighter the world has ever seen. they are like two opposites, alike in more ways than they know, and need each other in ways they'd never think of. the story of 'lumen' is about two different souls learning to love each other as they are, without trying to change one another. it is about being the light in someone's life and learning how to live without burning. pro tip: although i truly recommend reading the whole story, if your attention span is fried, or you're just scared of the long story, you can start reading from act 3. maybe even act 2, but if you want an enemies-to-lovers vibe, you'll love act 3. i do not own the rights to "Weak Hero," only my original characters and storyline.

✶ 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.