"We loved like it was forever, even though the clock was already running out on us." Confined to the sterile world of a hospital since childhood, Eunha has learned to live with the ticking clock of her terminal illness. Her days are quiet, predictable-until Ni-ki arrives after a car accident, loud with life and unfamiliar emotions. As they grow closer through whispered conversations, shared pudding cups, and fleeting glances through paper-thin walls, a fragile love blooms in the most unlikely place. But time is never on their side. © @y00qre

𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚. 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙬𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣 One left, and one waited but ended up getting heartbroken. PUBLISHED: 01/15/25 COMPLETED: ??/??/25

𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧; 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴; 𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚 romance, drama, comedy ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "You shouldn't be here, Jungwon," Minji's whisper trembled, barely audible in the dimly lit hallway. Her heart raced as she glanced toward the door, the weight of the palace walls pressing in on her. "If anyone sees us-" "I don't care," Jungwon's voice was low, hushed, but filled with a quiet desperation. He took a step closer, closing the distance between them until she could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin. His gaze held hers, intense and unyielding. "I don't care what they say, Minji. I only care about you." She tried to hold her composure, but the intensity in his eyes was unraveling her carefully constructed walls. Her lips parted, her breath shaky. "I'm going to be queen," she said, the words faltering as her fingers instinctively reached for the pendant at her neck. "We can't... I can't." Jungwon's hand gently caught hers, pulling her fingers away from the necklace. His touch was soft, lingering, as his thumb traced small circles on her palm. He stepped in even closer, his forehead almost resting against hers. "You can," he whispered, his voice now impossibly soft, sending a shiver down her spine. "But will you?" Her breath hitched. The heat between them was undeniable, their hands now intertwined. His presence was overwhelming, intoxicating, pulling her toward him despite everything she was supposed to stand for. For a moment, nothing else mattered-the crown, the kingdom, the duty. There was only him, only this. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ yang jungwon x oc forbidden relationship, duty vs desire soon-to-be queen oc x commoner jungwon longer summary inside highest rankings: #3 enhypenfanfic #1 jungwonfanfic @enhaheart ✧ ೃ༄*

𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞; 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴; 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧; 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴; 𝙖 𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨, 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙮 romance, drama, action, comedy ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Eun gripped his arm, her voice breaking. "Jungwon, please. I know you're hiding something. You can trust me. What is it?" Jungwon's eyes flickered with panic. He pulled away sharply, shaking his head. "You wouldn't understand. It's not something I can tell you." "Why?" Eun's voice cracked. "What's so bad? What's so dangerous?" His face hardened, and he looked away, guilt and fear swirling in his eyes. "It's not just bad, Eun. It's dangerous. If I tell you... you'll get caught up in it too." Eun's breath caught. "What are you talking about? What could be that bad?" Jungwon swallowed, his voice a whisper. "I'm already in too deep. I don't want you dragged into this... I'm trying to protect you." She stepped back, the weight of his words sinking in. "And you're choosing to hurt me instead," ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ yang jungwon x oc spiderman jungwon x oc longer summary inside highest rank: #1 on spidey #27 on #enhypen #13 on #liz @enhaheart ✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳," 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘴, "𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦... 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵." Jiwon is a girl who works at the richest tennis club in the country. Her stepbrother is a popular tennis player: Riki. His goal is simple - he wants to beat his rival: Park Sunghoon, the richest, best and most important player of the club with a heart of ice. He is popular, handsome and every girl wants to be his girlfriend. Sunghoon is constantly in the spotlight. Jiwon is more in the shadows, but due to an accident they are still able to find each other. With your brother's rival as a crush, will that be going well? • PARK SUNGHOON FF ENHYPEN ALL RIGHTS RESERVED -KSUNOO

𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺? a quiet girl saves a loud boy from dying - and in return, he teaches her how to live. (it starts with a fake relationship but ends with something much worse: allergies...?) 𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲. . . 𐓷𐓷───────────𐓷𐓷 Nishimura Ni-ki x fem ! oc. enhypen 2025 fic, 1999 au published, 23.07.2025 completed, 20.09.2025 𐓷𐓷───────────𐓷𐓷 prettisun

A girl name ZhiZhi who is a webtoon and manga writer goes to Gangwon-do province ( where more snowfall takes place) to take an inspiration for her new Snowboarding webtoon story there she met him The legend PARK SUNGHOON.

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Hana, a doctor who saves lives, is forced into the arms of Heeseung, a merciless mafia hitman who takes them. When their worlds collide, blood and fate intertwine. Yet fate is cruel, and now she stands in front of him-a beauty in the hands of a beast, a healer trapped with a killer. 」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ "Do you want to live?" His voice was almost a whisper now, dangerous, loaded with the weight of the question. Hana's throat felt tight, every word a struggle to force out. "I... I do..." she breathed, the words barely escaping her lips. The cold metal against her skin was the only thing she could focus on, and it was the only thing that was keeping her from losing herself completely. But she didn't give in. Not yet. Heeseung didn't move for a long time, his eyes never leaving her face. He didn't lower the gun, but his hand didn't shake, his resolve unwavering. "If you want to live," he murmured, his voice low and almost distant, "then you'll have to prove it to me, doctor." Her pulse raced, but she nodded, her gaze steady. "I'll do whatever it takes." Then, without warning, he moved toward her. His voice, low and velvety, broke the silence, his words cutting through the tension like a blade. "Then marry me."