A collection of very short stories, microfictions, and drabbles from all themes and genres. Posted weekly!

"...Who?" Kim Rok Soo's voice was unfamiliar to him, his overall appearance is not the same he is used to. 'He is quite young.' "...Ryu...Gunwoo...?" He sees the name imprinted in the ID. So, body possession or transmigration? Sure whatever, let's just live peacefully. Maybe this is a chance to rest without living in an apocalyptic world. ... Who is this stalker thoughㅡ "I'm not even a criminal?! Much less an idol???" Gods above, just leave him alone for one lifetime! 'Catch me if you can, bastard. Let's see who wins.' ✶⊶⊷⊶⊷❍⊶⊷⊶⊷✶ A fanfiction where Kim Rok Soo transmigrated in the world of idols instead of a fantasy world; Hence, a Debut or Die and LCF Crossover...well not really since the character from LCF will only be Kim Rok Soo. And also an edging fic where misunderstandings ensue; a mouse and cat chase between Kim Rok Soo and his allegedly stalker, Park Moondae.

In the alleyways of Yiling, there was an abandoned child who did his best to survive. Everyday, he scoured for food and fought dogs who hurted him. It hurts. Bites starting to bruise his already blemished skin as he curled into a ball and hoping to ease the pain. The wafting smell of pie permeates through his nose as he looked at the another child in front of him, confused as he eyed the food warily despite it looking delicious. Soon enough, he couldn't resist as he scarfed the food down. The child also sat beside him as he closed his eyes. "I'm Wei Ying." The child who has the most peculiar hair color opened his eyes and looked at him, his reddish-brown eyes seem to be in deep thoughts. "What is your name?" The redhead opened his mouth, then closed it again since he doesn't know what to say. Records played in his mind to search for the right language that should be used. Cale Henituse, even as Kim Rok Soo, doesn't know how to speak Chinese. "Name...no." "You have no name?" Surely, Cale knew both his names will be quite weird in a world of cultivation, so he just nodded. "Then, your name will be Wei Xun! We are brothers now! You can call me gege!" 𝐃𝐞́𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 (𝐧.) -- 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

Some late night thoughts, memories and feelings that turned into words. Most of these are written from my personal, very tragic life, however there are some inspired by friends, books and movies. Sometimes I even find old writings in a long forgotten drawer and upload them as well. Maybe You can relate to something as well? Honestly at this point it's more like a public diary but who cares. I started this a few years ago, so mistakes and moments of cringe are inevitable. Feel free to leave a comment if you see a grammatical or editorial error! I write on different devices so the formatting will differ quite a bit. I think it adds to the charm of the poems though, so please understand! Thank you and farewell! 2019 - 2023