Where Shadows Touch - by @withsan A Lee Heeseung [Enhypen] fanfic. He's the campus heartthrob with a voice that could break hearts. She's the focused lit major who swore she wouldn't get distracted. But some sparks don't ask for permission. When a chance encounter turns into secret glances and stolen moments, Y/N finds herself tangled in a relationship no one can know about-especially not when Heeseung's spotlight threatens to expose everything. Between whispered confessions and passion behind closed doors, they must decide: is this just a beautiful mistake... or something worth risking it all? "It's horrible, craving you like this." - IB a @wonnnstar post on TikTok **ALL CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONAL AND 18+, THIS IS A FICTION OF MY IMAGINATION**

Nishimura Riki and Ryu Sohee. Two names that guaranteed disaster. Next-door neighbors since birth. Childhood rivals by default. The only two people in the entire neighborhood who somehow didn't get along while their families acted like one big happy unit. If anything, their parents adored each other-weekend barbecues, holiday trips, even matching family shirts at reunions. But Niki and Sohee? They were different. What started as stolen crayons and broken sandcastles turned into spitballs in middle school, which then evolved into a full-blown war by high school. Now, in their final year, they were practically the school's most infamous duo-constantly at each other's throats, always five seconds away from a murder attempt. The school's Basketball Team Captain vs. the Cheerleading Team Captain. A never-ending battle of insults, pranks, and power struggles. Teachers had stopped trying to separate them. Students placed bets on their next argument. No one could tell if they truly hated each other or if they were just too stubborn to admit whatever else was brewing beneath the surface. One thing was certain: If Nishimura Riki and Ryu Sohee were in the same room, peace was never an option. --- "Shut up!" "Make me!" "Your wish." Niki yanked her close. She gasped, barely registering when his lips crashed onto hers-hot, demanding, a battle in itself. For a second, she forgot to hate him. Then reality hit. She shoved him away, wiping her lips. "Never again." Niki smirked. "Keep telling yourself that." Game on. (Extended summary inside..) ---- A chaotic love story of two people who are too cool to be normal, too weird to care. ©Xia_Taex ❥ 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇 (𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄) Will Begin Now <3

❛ In which two young teenagers who hate each other got paired up for a dance project. ❜ ― NISHIMURA RIKI rikidazed, 2021.

( 𝗔 𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗞𝗜 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 ) wherein a youtuber gets closer to a girl that was added accidentally in a groupchat full of influencers. socialmedia&fakedating!au | © sqfvscrr 2024 , 2025. #4 on #parkjay #18 on #riki #26 on #instagram

「 ⩩ 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."

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Iseul returns to take revenge on her ex-husband, Sunghoon, by making him fall for her again-only to shatter his heart in the process. But as revenge blurs with old feelings, will she choose vengeance or love? 」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ But before she could fully embrace the bittersweet memory, the sound of footsteps broke the stillness. Sunghoon's voice-sharp, almost venomous-cut through the night air. "Iseul," he said, his tone dark with something she couldn't quite place, but the way it lingered in the air made her spine stiffen. She turned to face him, a quiet shock on her face as he approached, his steps deliberate, purposeful. His eyes, once familiar, were now cold, distant, like someone who had been buried too long under layers of resentment. He shook his head slowly, almost as if disappointed, and his words hit her like a blow to the chest. "I know what you're doing. The dress, the perfume, the act. I'm not the naive Sunghoon you used to know." Her heart skipped, the subtle warmth she had felt earlier quickly turning to ice. She felt exposed, laid bare. His gaze was relentless, and his words-sharp, barbed-dug into the soft places she thought she had hidden so carefully. "Sunghoon," she whispered, but he wasn't done. He let out a bitter laugh, devoid of humor, and the sound felt wrong. It wasn't the kind of laugh she remembered, the one that filled the air with lightness. This one was a rasp, full of contempt. "I know exactly why you're here," he said, his voice thick with disdain. "It's because I own all of this now."

A therapist and an idol, what could possibly go wrong? Everything ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ 「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 an idol, haunted by suicidal thoughts, seeks solace from a therapist, unaware that their connection will become deeper. 」 ╭┈ • ┈ ୨୧ ┈ • ┈╮ TW// ⟡ Suicidal Thoughts ⟡ Self-Harm ⟡ Mental Health Struggles ⟡ Addiction ⟡ Violence ⟡ Professional Boundaries ╰┈•┈୨୧┈•┈╯

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Liliana swore off F1 drivers after a situationship gone wrong-until Ni-ki, the coldest racer on the grid, offers her a fake relationship she should have said no to.」 ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ Lily sighed, the sound heavy. She turned her head slightly to meet his gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "What the heck are we doing? "You tell me," he said, his voice now a low, dangerous murmur, like a blade wrapped in velvet. The words cut, precise and cold. "You're the one who keeps insisting this is casual." "Because it is casual. We made a deal. That's precisely what this is." "Right," he scoffed, the sound a sharp, brittle shard of irony. "A deal. With carefully managed timelines and choreographed fake flirting and matching outfits and-whatever this is." He gestured vaguely at the small, white flower still tucked innocently behind her ear, its delicate petals stark against her dark hair. "You're the one who initiated this, Ni-ki. You wanted this." "Yeah, well, maybe I didn't think it would feel so-" He stopped himself abruptly, jaw clenching, his gaze darting away as if the very words he was about to speak were a betrayal. "Forget it." "No, say it," she challenged, the words slipping out, propelled by a dangerous curiosity before she could even register them. "You want me to spell it out, Liliana?" he asked, looking back at her now, his head shaking slowly, a profound, aching regret etched into his sharp features. "We were supposed to fake-date to distract the media and make some exes jealous. Not end up sneaking into each other's heads at night." "You think I wanted that? You think I asked for this?" "You shouldn't," he snapped, rising to his feet as well, his proximity suddenly stifling, overwhelming. "Not if it's casual, remember?" "Maybe you're right," she said quietly. She brushed past him, the contact brief, electric, yet she kept m

"Be mine." "Are you insane? He's my brother. Your best friend." "Then be mine in secret, doll." ____________________________________________ Sim Eunjin was never supposed to fall for Nishimura Ni-ki. Her brother's best friend, the guy every girl on campus whispered about, the one who was completely off-limits. But secrets have a way of slipping through cracks, and Eunjin was never good at pretending her heart didn't race whenever he was near. Between stolen glances, late-night whispers, and the constant fear of being caught, Eunjin finds herself trapped in a dangerous game of "what if." And with Jake, her overprotective brother, always one step away, falling for Ni-ki might be the biggest risk she's ever taken. But some secrets... Are worth keeping.

Mia didn't come to Seoul to fall in love. Landing a job as a stylist assistant at HYBE felt like a miracle, a golden ticket into the world she'd only watched through screens. But reality is entirely different. ENHYPEN was her comfort once. But the boys she thought she knew are idols who barely notice the workers behind their image. Some are standoffish. Some don't speak to her at all. And some - like Ni-Ki - just stare. When her anonymous art account starts gaining traction online, it feels like validation . One of her designs, posted under a pseudonym, ends up on a member during a high-profile shoot. It's surreal, thrilling... but she can't claim it. Not without risking everything. No one knows it was hers - except Ni-Ki. And now he's looking at her differently. Because in a world built on performance, falling in love in plain sight might just be the most dangerous act of all.