"𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍... 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒉." 𝗞𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗦𝗲𝗷𝘂𝗻 grew up with money, rules, and emotionally disconnected. As the middle son of the Kang family, he learned early that wanting things only made life complicated. He keeps his distance from people. He has no interest in feelings. Nothing ever caught his attention for longer than necessary. And then there was her. Little did he know that his interest in her would soon turn into a burning desire. 𝗞𝗶𝗺 𝗜𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗹 works in the Kang household as a deaf maid. She is not there to serve, but is there for a mission to find her missing sister. And that was the plan until Sejun is the first to notice she can hear. For the first time in years, he feels pulled toward someone without understanding why. He keeps her secret, but he's using her like a pawn in his game. Iseul hates that he knows her secret. She hates how he sees through and hates how she cannot ignore him the way she ignores everyone else. He is the one person she cannot predict and that threatens everything she came for. What begins as control and caution turns into something they both refuse to name. Desire for answers. Loathing for weakness. Neither of them knows when they stopped observing and started wanting. ──── ──── "I don't know what you've done to me, but I can't un-want you." His voice dropped, and his hand remained at the back of his neck like he was frustrated with himself. "Then you should've stayed away." She kept trying not to let anything slip through her expression. "I can't... control." His gaze didn't move from her, like letting go of it would make the words less true.

"𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒐." 𝗟𝘂𝗻𝗮 𝗩𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗶 learned the hard way that how quickly everything can fall apart. Years ago, a scandal she never saw coming forced her to leave modeling and walk away from the life she once loved. She built a different life for herself as a fashion designer, keeping her distance from the past and from the people who once broke her trust. 𝗟𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗼 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗼 never left that world. He lives in a world that thrives on his attention. As one of the industry's most sought-after models who has learned how to live with both admiration and criticism. The spotlight never really leaves him, but neither do the expectations that come with it. What he is not used to is the way one woman unsettles the careful balance he has always kept. When Luna is assigned as his stylist for an important event, neither of them expects much from the partnership. It is supposed to be professional, temporary and just work. But the past has a way of returning when it is least welcome. Old betrayals, hidden truths, and the reappearance of someone Luna never thought she would face something unbelievably unexpected. What starts as an unexpected connection slowly become harder to face than either of them imagined. Because sometimes the hardest part is not falling in love. It is loving someone when it hurts. ─── "You hate me, right? Then stop looking at me like you want to kiss me and kill me at the same time. If I was using you, Luna... I wouldn't be looking at you like this," he said, not giving her a chance to respond. "Hurt me all you want, but don't lie when your hands still shake when I touch you."

"𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒉𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚." ☆ 𝑹𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒌, was never meant to feel. Heir to a billion-dollar empire, he has everything the world envies-wealth, power, and a reputation built on silence and steel. He's known for being a colder heart, and a heartbreak artist, however, he does have a soft spot for selective people. He has a set of unbreakable rules-no attachments, no feelings, and no commitments. He takes what's his, keeps his distance, and never lets anyone get close enough to break him. ☆ 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐫 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧 is nothing like the world he comes from-calm, compassionate, and quietly strong. A dedicated university student with a soul like a soft daisy blooming through concrete, she's the kind of girl who helps strangers and sees beauty in brokenness. But even her warmth hides its own shadows. They're from different worlds-always at odds, constantly clashing. And yet, something keeps pulling them together. Something deeper than hatred, louder than silence. A storm that neither of them is ready to name. As their paths intertwine, old memories resurface and secrets begin to stir. Beneath the fights and pride, both of them are searching for the same thing- sukoon. Peace. But some hearts don't calm the storm... they become it. Will they fight their past-or repeat it? [Highest Rank: #7 in peace, #1 in suggestions and #1 in dedication]

This book is a collection of my 2AM thoughts-messy, raw, and real. It's where my mind wanders when the world is quiet, full of feelings I can't explain during the day. 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭: I'm writing this because the quiet hours of the night bring out a side of me that I don't always get to share-a version that's vulnerable, creative, and a little messy. These moments feel too fleeting to let go, so I'm capturing them here. It's for anyone who's ever stared at their ceiling at 2AM, feeling everything and nothing all at once.