All the Songs Martin wrote were all about Juhoon but Juhoon didn't realised.

It started as fanservice. A joke, a ship name, a few staged moments meant to make fans happy. But when the cameras turn off and the feelings stay, Martin and Juhoon realize the most dangerous part of pretending to be in love... is accidentally falling for real.

Han Jisung is just a normal boy with just a little secret. One unfortunate day he meets Lee Minho, who belongs to a gang in the neighbourhood. With time not necessarily being on his side, how long until his secret gets found out?

7 people find a paper with a phone number on it, who is threatening them to text it, only to find out it's someone whose desperate for friends. But it doesn't all go to plan, since the boy doesn't know how to make friends. The seven boys don't trust him and without knowing, they're breaking the poor boy's heart. And what happens after that? Well, what did you think about grown ups adopting other grown ups? "Why do I feel like every single one of us is going to get adopted by Minho or Chan hyung at the end of the year?" Stray Kids ot8 Mostly texting || Started: August 25 2024 || || Ended: June 13 2025 ||

❝ i'll know it's you. i could never forget your voice, baby. ❞ 𝙖 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 (??) 𝙖𝙪 ✎. ° 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢 𝙪𝙥𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 [; for author reference ] 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: °. '*' #1 fanfiction #1 hanjisung #1 textingau

Han Jisung lives a quiet, nerdy life - surrounded by textbooks, video games, and a chaotic group of extroverted best friends: Felix, Seungmin, and Jeongin. He knows their boyfriends are dangerous, powerful, and part of something much darker... but Han keeps his head down and stays far away from that world. Until he catches the eye of Lee Minho - the cold, ruthless mafia leader who just happens to be the only single one in his circle. Minho didn't believe in love. He only knew how to take, control, and destroy. But something about Han - his innocence, his stubbornness, the way he doesn't fear Minho like everyone else - begins to consume him. Han doesn't realize how deep he's falling... until it's too late. Now Minho wants him - to protect him, to own him, to ruin him. And Han? He doesn't know if he wants to run away... or beg for more. Fanart credit : @leon_s7

When Jisung finds himself trapped in the grip of his own mind, it's the support of his closest friend that becomes his hope.. As Jisung confront his darkest moments, his bond with Minho grows stronger, illuminating the path towards healing. TW!! drugs, OD, depression, talking of suicide... _____ I'm not a specialist and this is a work of fiction so it isn't all fact I can make mistakes! !!! It is not my first language so if you spot any mistake please tell me.

In the debate world, there are five unspoken rules. The first four are trivial; simple social laws that every sane person would understand. But the last one. Now that's something. Rule Number Five: Never, ever, under any circumstances, date your debate partner. *lowkey inspired by that one english debate they had on Dingo ~ Most people, when it comes to the competitive game known as Debate, have a partner. It's not mandatory, but who doesn't want someone next to them, sharing the work burdens and the joy of winning? It's like having that other half you've always wanted. Not Jisung. As the best debater on his school's small team, he's never found the desire to; after all, nobody has ever matched his level of strength and been able to keep up with him. That is, until an old star steps into the limelight of his life, ready to reclaim a lost title. (yes, it sounds nerdy. no, it is not, and yes, there is much romance ;3)

A long time ago, Jisung was bullied by a kid named Lee Minho, but was too weak to fight back. This of course didn't stop Jisung from hating Minho's guts. Jisung is now enrolling into a new highschool, ready to restart his life. He later runs into Minho once again. Surprising, isn't it? The only thing is, the boy has changed. Minho is now kind and loving, nothing like the younger remembers. But still, Jisung made a mental vow to always hate Minho. He could never like him. Could he?