Han Jisung has always been told he looks unreal-too perfect, too fragile, too much like a doll. He never thought those words would become dangerous. One harmless dare at a museum changes everything. Mistaken for something he isn't, Jisung crosses paths with Lee Minho-a man whose world is built on power, control, and shadows. One glance is enough. One moment is all it takes. From that day on, Jisung's life is no longer his own. Watched. Followed. Remembered. What started as a misunderstanding turns into something far more intense, far more terrifying-and far more complicated. Because when obsession meets innocence, there is no such thing as coincidence. And some eyes... never forget what they've seen.

Bang Chan and Minho are in a friend group of eight. They might act normal in front of their friends but when they are alone..it gets crazy...will they ever stop? What if one falls in love with the other. What will he do? I DO NOT OWN ANY ONE MENTIONED HERE!! IT IS JUST FICTION FROM MY IMAGINATION!!!!

minho has an eating disorder. - "that's a bmi of 17.6", the woman announced, the worried look on her face couldn't conceal her obvious pride about minhos weight loss. "I mean, wow". minho only shakily exhaled. his stomach twisted, he was lightheaded again, but really, when wasn't he? "yeah". tw: eating disorder lee know centric lowercase intended highest ranks #1 - skzfanfiction #1 - leeknowcentric #1 - minhocentric #5 - straykids #1 - straykidsfanfiction #1 - depression #2 - bangchan #2 - eatingdisorder #12 - jisung #5 - jeongin #6 - angst #4 - leeminho #9 - hyunjin #2 - angstwithhappyending #8 - hyunjin

"My professor is my roommate!?" "Ground rules!?" "My life's officially fucked up." 🥇#topbangchan (21/02/2026) & (06/03/2026) 🥇#bottomleeknow (31/03/2026) 🥇#straykidsff (10/04/2026) 🥇#chan (12/06/2026) & (23/08/2026) 🥇#minho (12/06/2026) & (26/08/2026) 🥇#leeminho (13/06/2026) & (05/07/2026) 🥇#minchan (13/06/2026) 🥇#bangchan (25/08/2026) 🥇#christopher (26/08/2026) & (11/09/2026) 🥇#leeknow (10/09/2026) 🥇#banginho (18/09/2026) 🥇#chanho (18/09/2026) 🥇#minhoxchan (23/09/2026) 🥇#chanxminho (23/09/2026) Start - 19/02/2026

"Pull the trigger, Detective. Months and months of playing with your head, this will be where you snap." The voice was smooth, edges coiled in the same cold stoicism it had carried since day one. Chan exhaled shakily, swallowing hard enough that his throat burned. "I can't do it." The words rushed out too fast, jaw ticking as his arm stayed locked in place. Minho's smirk curved, slow and delicious. "I have done nothing to you in order for you to not be able to shoot me." Ghost stepped forward, deliberately pressing his chest against the barrel of the gun, rainwater trailing down strands of blonde hair. "I am not the reason you have lost your head, Chris." Chan shoved the gun harder into his chest, breath stuttering. Don't listen to him. Don't listen to him. Don't fucking listen to him. After all this time, he had been too stupid. "You could kill me if you want," Minho continued calmly, "But we both know that you are too attached to me to go through with it. Your mind is mine. You'll think of me even after I am dead. I curated you into this corruption. I will be the mistake you never stop making. The thought you will not be able to control." His eyes gleamed, rain mixing with something darker. "Ironic, isn't it?" he murmured. "That your mind ended up belonging a serial killer. When you are a figure of jurisdiction." He leaned closer, voice dropping to a whisper. "And the cruelest part?" "Is that it is not just your mind that I own, it is your heart too."

Sometimes life gives you what you least expect. Han Jisung is a song writer. Minho is a dancer determined to participate in one of the hardest dance competitions. Somehow life brings them together. But where will fate take them? Will they reach their goals? What happens when secrets get exposed...but they were never meant to stay hidden to harm the others..? Sometimes, they're kept because you love someone too much to let them see you differently. A story about love, dreams, secrets, and the things we never get enough time to say. Tw: Depression Heavy Angst!!! A minsung fanfic. Everything here is based on my imagination. I'm not assuming their sexuality nor am I basing this on real life.

Minho is a depressed guy who really struggles with himself and due to his mental health issues he tries to commit many times but, whenever he was close to dying or making bad decisions Han appeared like he was an guard angel born to protect Minho because he's the only one Han has left in his life. Han: 18, empathetic, bi, caring, sweet, black hair, black boba eyes, lovely Minho: 19, cold, softhearted for han, gay, blonde hair, black eyes, depressed TW: ANGST, SELF HARM, SUICIDAL BEHAVIOR, OD

(mafia au) Han Jisung accidentally picks a fight with the strongest mafia boss in the world, unaware of who he's picking a fight with and running his big mouth to, he ends up having to beg for his life. TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG

lee minho hated his class president with a passion, and han jisung? he absolutely hated every single one of the soccer team players, mostly lee minho. but when lee minho finds out a secret his strict class president is keeping he realizes how much power he now really has. how far is he willing to go to push jisung to the edge? TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG

Minho never expected college to feel like stepping into a new life. He planned on quiet mornings, pink sweaters, sketchbooks filled with half-finished ideas, and a tiny dorm that smelled like laundry detergent and freedom. He didn't plan on him. Professor Hwang Hyunjin wasn't just another instructor on campus. He was a name spoken with respect, a presence that made rooms fall silent, a figure as precise and untouchable as the art he created. Strict. Sharp. Controlled. The kind of man who lived behind rules and expected others to follow them. Minho was supposed to be just one more student in a crowded room. But from the moment their eyes met- from the second Minho saw the way Hyunjin looked at him like he was something worth studying- everything tilted. A student shouldn't look at his professor like that. A professor shouldn't look back. Yet they fall into a game neither of them names: stares held too long, breaths caught too easily, careful steps across a line neither of them should cross. It's messy. It's fragile. And sometimes, it's the one thing that can ruin everything. This is a story about want disguised as curiosity, rules bent under pressure, emotions that grow in the quiet moments, and two people trying-and failing-to pretend they don't feel what they shouldn't.