The life of an actress and modelist, Sana Minatozaki who hides her marital relationship to the public. Sana is very cruel and often does evil things to her family. Tzuyu often tries to melt Sana's heart until an incident makes her die helpless. After several years passed, Sana realized her regrets and everything that made Tzuyu hurt. Then fate gave him a second chance, She got a chance to return back to the past.

Can you imagine being married to someone who thinks the world revolves around them? Welcome to my life. Arranged marriage to Sana Minatozaki, someone I don't even know. Yes, that Sana, the queen of sass and tantrums, who can make even a simple good morning sound like an insult. She's spoiled, rude and has the emotional range of a teaspoon. Hey, nothing says romance like constantly wondering if today's the day she'll throw my dinner plate at me for breathing too loud. Surprisingly, amidst all the eye-rolls, the death glares and her Oscar-worthy meltdowns, there's this weird thing that happens. Sometimes, I kinda enjoy her company. Shocking, I know. It's like Stockholm Syndrome with more sarcasm. She drives me nuts in a way, that's kind of... nice? Who knew I'd actually start looking forward to the chaos? Call it love or just call me crazy. One thing's for sure. I don't mind it at all. And yet, this is our destiny.

Y/n, a famous CEO that owns multiple companies all around the world falls for a K-pop idol named, Minatozaki Sana, from the girl group named Twice. The young female idol and the young CEO faced a lot of criticisms from fans. Would they be able to earn the trust of the people around them after this controversial issue?

Chou Tzuyu, a business tycoon, and Minatozaki Sana, an aspiring singer are both in a stable relationship, but Time wasn't on their side. Would they be able to find their true love in each other again?

Falling for your sister's best friend is something I wish I didn't do, but the best feeling I could experience. How can Tzuyu handle his feelings for Sana, who is the best friend of his sister?

The roar of the crowd. The pulse of adrenaline. For Tzuyu, the game had only just begun. As she led the Hwarang Wolves to an electrifying victory, it was clear that this was more than just a game-it was her moment to shine. Meanwhile, at Seoul National University, Sana navigates the complexities of academia and bias, making a mark in a field where every move counts. With ambition sharp as a scalpel, she's ready to take on the challenges ahead-until a conversation with a professor introduces a new opportunity that could change everything. One is a fierce competitor. The other, a determined academic. But they share a fire that won't be extinguished.

Minatozaki Sana, a cardiothoracic doctor found love to her patient's cousin. Chou Tzuyu, a businessman who never found love at anyone except Minatozaki Sana. A disease that will always be the couple's problem will shaken their family's integrity.

Minatozaki Sana, a daughter of a very known Perfume Brand CEO, has a medical condition with her reproductive system that she couldn't bare a child for the rest of her life. She's been dreaming of having a big family of her own, but universe doesn't agree with her. Chou Tzuyu, a famous male singer, falls for the rich CEO's daughter, not only because of her looks, but also the CEO's wish to get her daughter married to a man who could take care of his daughter. GENDERBEND - Male Tzuyu SATZU FANFICTION Started: July 14, 2024 ENDED: --

Minatozaki Sana x reader "When Twice's Sana is targeted by a mysterious stalker, a secret agent must step in to protect her. As they navigate the treacherous world of espionage and K-pop, they find themselves falling for each other. But can their love survive the danger that surrounds them?"

This is not your typical mafia story. [COMING SOON] Your voice. It was hypnotic. Your velvety voice sounded like a godsend, a cure to all the darkness in this house. The darkness that crushes one's soul. In this place void of emotion, void of colour, void of warmth. Void of a voice. Your voice was soft as it seeped through the gaps of the tall, wooden antique double doors. It was barely audible, yet, with the little that I could hear, I knew with my heart that it was soulful, deep, and raw. With each note, I could feel your pain. Your sorrow. Your resentment. Your voice was addictive, brushing the point of sinful, with how hypnotising it was. I always wondered, who laid behind the tall, dark mahogany doors. Was it an angel, or perhaps my saviour from the world and all its cruelty? What was your name? What did you look like? How much more enchanting would your voice be without it being muffled out by those thick doors? Oh, how I wish to meet you, my Songbird.