A brilliant surgeon who views life as a precise, controllable map loses the free-spirited artist she loves when her obsession with perfection turns their marriage into a sterile museum. Years after a painful divorce, she must decide whether to remain a flawless statue in a tomb of her own making, or finally burn her father's cold legacy to the ground to win back the only woman who ever made her feel alive.

To the rest of Saint Jude's Academy, Dao is just the quiet, fragile bookworm who gets swallowed by her oversized uniform, and Dara is the completely unbothered, neutral Beta cheerleader who doesn't care about school drama. But behind closed doors, Dao is a Prime Alpha from an untouchable, fiercely private dynasty, and Dara is a brilliant Omega hiding in plain sight. When a sudden hallway clash throws them into the same orbit, Dao's perfectly calculated world meets Dara's beautiful chaos-and neither of their secret systems will ever be the same.

"I love you so / Please let me go" To the board of directors, CEO Jane is a flawless, heartless prodigy who stripped her family's empire of all sentimental inefficiencies. To Nano, she is a coward. The girl who shared a single pair of wired headphones in a quiet courtyard at fifteen, only to walk away and leave nothing but wreckage behind. Forced into a high-profile contract under Jane's strict authority, introverted independent designer Nano vows to keep her head down, do the layout decimals, and guard her scarred heart. But Jane didn't bring her back to Bangkok to apologize. She brought her back to claim her. A story of cold control, unvented bitterness, and a desperate, midnight fracture where the secrets of the past can no longer be contained by absolute silence.

After transferring to the strict environment of Sawkan University, eighteen-year-old Puyfai struggles to fit in and is quickly labeled as the school's eccentric outsider. In an effort to survive her new environment, she does her best to fly under the radar and conform to the school's rigid standards. Everything changes on her walk home one afternoon when she witnesses Ploy, the school's most popular student, being cornered and extorted for money by three aggressive classmates. Stepping in to defuse the confrontation, Puyfai hands over her own money to protect Ploy and end the conflict. This selfless intervention sparks an immediate, intense fascination in Ploy. Over the following days, Ploy's intrigue rapidly spirals into an overwhelming obsession, driving her to do whatever it takes to ensure Puyfai belongs to her alone.

Ploy and Puyfai have been best friends since forever. 3 days. 1 sleepover. 1 bowl of bad ideas. Ploy: Nonchalant. Introvert. Says "Mm" instead of "I love you". Puyfai: Chaotic. Extrovert. Says "I love you" instead of "good morning". To fix their "issues", they write challenges. Pull one each morning. Follow it for 24 hours. Break the rule? Take a shot. They were supposed to stay sober. From everything but love.

This story is a fan interpretation inspired by the upcoming GL series Pls Love starring Lena and Miu. While waiting for their series to begin filming and eventually be released, I wanted to imagine what their story might feel like - to give fans a small taste of the emotions, tension, and romance we might see on screen. This adaptation follows the same general premise and conflicts of the original novel, but it is written purely from my imagination. The characters keep the names Lena and Miu instead of the original names from the novel. Since I haven't been able to find a full English adaptation or translation of the novel, this story is based only on the summary and a few excerpts I have come across. Because of that, some details may differ from the original novel or the future series. This is simply a fan project created while we all wait for Lena and Miu's next series. I hope this story can give fans a small glimpse of the world we might soon see on screen.

At 3:17 a.m. every night, the silence of Bangkok is broken by a call on Oom Eisaya's phone. No caller ID, no name-just heavy breathing and soft, muffled crying. Oom, an investigative journalist burdened by guilt, endures this phantom ritual until the night the caller finally speaks: "Oom... help me." The voice belongs to Bam Saralee, Oom's former lover and partner who mysteriously vanished six months ago and was officially declared dead. Refusing to believe she is grieving a ghost, Oom spirals into a dark, consuming obsession to trace the call. Her relentless search plunges her into Bangkok's underbelly, uncovering a horrifying network of systemic corruption, human trafficking, and medical experimentation where missing women are erased from existence. Along the way, Oom relies on a fragile network of allies: Lena and Miu, a lethal pair from the criminal underground balancing survival with fiercely protective love; LingLing and Orm, an elite prosecutor and forensic pathologist fighting the corrupted legal system from within; and Tan and Yuyu, tech-savvy safehouse operators providing a sanctuary amidst the chaos. As Oom draws closer to Bam, the boundary between love, delusion, and obsession blurs. When she finally finds Bam, she discovers that rescue is only the beginning-the real horror lies in what Bam was forced to become, and how far Oom will go to keep them both alive.

"The Bam Saralee I loved died five years ago in that house. You're just a stranger with her face." Eight years of pure, unconditional devotion collapsed in a single night. When Oom Eisayah returned home with a proposal ring in her pocket, she didn't find the beautiful woman she adored waiting for her-she found an unforgivable betrayal. Leaving behind the keys to a house paid in full, Oom vanished to Hong Kong, leaving Bam Saralee to drown in the ruins of her own catastrophic mistake. Five years later, Oom returns to Bangkok as a cold, powerful art mogul, accompanied by a new partner and an ironclad wall around her heart. Bam, living as a ghost of the woman she used to be, will stop at nothing to earn forgiveness-even if it takes years of agonizing silence, harsh rejections, and burning single-sided devotion. But when a heart has been broken so thoroughly, can forgiveness ever truly mean forever? Or are some scars simply too deep for love to survive?

A OomBam Fanfiction. Oom Eisaya thought Bam Saralee hated her-until she discovered that after 10PM, Bam turns into a clingy mess who refuses to let her go. Genre: Sapphic Romcom • University • Dual Personality • Secret Relationship • Emotional Drama

Jingjing Yu is the bright, effortlessly beautiful center of the universe, and Janhae is the titanium wall built to protect her. For over a decade, Jan has flawlessly played the role of the fiercely protective best friend. She chases away suitors, happily surrenders her oversized jackets, and endures the absolute agony of Jingjing's aggressive, tactile affection. To Jingjing, Jan is her ultimate platonic safe space. To Jan, it is a daily, exquisite torture she willingly suffers just to keep the girl she loves within arm's reach. But when a panicked excuse in high school accidentally traps them in a fake dating charade, their strictly platonic boundaries completely shatter. What starts as a teenage shield quickly evolves into a dangerous, unspoken dynamic that spans their university years. Jingjing is still oblivious while Jan quietly bleeds out, terrified that crossing the line will cost her everything. Then, adulthood brings literal distance. Jingjing leaves for Paris, and Jan stays behind, channeling a lifetime of yearning into her camera lens to become a world-wide photographer. But when Jingjing finally returns to Bangkok, the old, devastating proximity immediately reignites. After years of mastering the art of pretending, the excuses have finally run out, and the titanium wall is about to break.