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A tender love quietly flourishing beneath the glittering turbulence of the showbiz world - where amidst all the noise, two hearts find solace only in each other.

Koko doesn't say much. She keeps to herself, doesn't care to stand out, and prefers staying in her own lane, especially when it comes to new people. Sarang is the opposite. Affectionate, bubbly, and always looking for connection. She doesn't hesitate to throw herself into unfamiliar spaces with a smile. When Sarang moves in next door, what starts off as an unexpected neighborly encounter slowly shifts into something more. Through shared moments, quiet care, and growing curiosity, their story unfolds. Not with grand gestures, but with the simple comfort of being right beside each other.

Jungeun was a grade below jiyoon, but yet from the first day of school, the first day they met. It changed, it changed something in her. Knowing she was devoted to jiyoon she'd wait 5 years if she had to, to be the owner of jiyoon's heart

jeerangz au. Sarang lost her hearing from an accident. Her hope was fading.. until In the quietness within, she found.. her.

Ryu Sarang, a beautiful omega that doesn't care about finding her alpha because she thinks that alphas are useless. Unexpectedly she met her alpha named Bang Jeemin who was very attentive towards her. Soon, Sarang found herself giving in into Jeemin's actions even though she knows that Jeemin is a very dangerous/successful mafia that everyone want to eliminate. Will Jeemin be able to fight out her enemies and protect her beloved omega, Sarang? G!P (read at your own risk)

(Fluff/Slice-of-Life, Neighbors AU): When Sarang is sent by her chaotic, loving family to deliver homemade food to their new neighbor, she doesn't expect the door to open to Jeemin - the quiet senior from school she's only ever admired from afar. Jeemin, glasses slightly askew and hoodie sleeves too long, isn't quite like the cool, distant upperclassman Sarang thought she knew. And as tupperware containers turn into shared dinners, and window glances turn into quiet conversations under porch lights, something tender begins to bloom. Maybe falling in love doesn't always need fireworks. Sometimes, it just takes a knock on the door.

They say that this forest was born not from the earth, but from grief that no one dared to say out loud. The nights in the village of Dol were not just dark - they were quieter than death. When another girl disappeared in the third spring, no one said her name out loud. It was safer that way. That's what the old people taught. And Jungeun stood at her father's grave. Her hands were shaking, but not from the cold. He died without a word of farewell. Only one piece of paper remained with her - stained with ink and something that smelled of iron. On it was written: "If you hear a call - do not answer. He remembers you from the cradle." But that same night, when the mourning candle burned out - she heard a voice. It was like the rustle of grass, like the creaking of rafters, like the sigh of the earth. And the words were not human, but painfully clear.

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