Jisung transfers to a new school expecting a fresh start. Instead, he finds himself stuck in something quieter. Louder people. Half-formed friendships. Conversations that never really include him. He laughs when he's supposed to. Sleeps through classes. Scrolls through nights that never seem to end. And somewhere between it all- he keeps thinking about someone who isn't there. Someone he talks about too easily. Someone he was never supposed to fall for in the first place. Because the truth is- nothing really happened. Maybe that's why he can't let it go. Maybe that's why it still hurts this much. cover is not mine !

Jisung can't concentrate in his Sign Language class because he is too distracted by the pretty boy who never says a word. start: 4/27/22 end: 5/30/22 i do not accept translations on my stories!!!

It all starts with the end. Han Jisung (a clumsy chemistry student with a painful past) crosses paths with Lee Minho, better known as Venom (the new leader of the notorious Vipers) when two kilograms of Venom's cocaine are mistakenly delivered to Jisung's doorstep, then lost by Jisung himself, under circumstances the idiot cannot remember. Minho accuses him of theft, giving Jisung a fourteen day deadline to either find and give back the cocaine, pay an impossible debt, or take the mysterious third option which, Jisung assumes, has to mean death. In his desperate quest for a way out, Jisung stumbles through a waking nightmare: unexpected connections between Minho and people he thought he could trust, mysterious news articles, abandoned mansions, crime scenes, black-tie parties, chaebol gossip, mafia families, escaping gunfire on the back of Minho's motorcycle. But every single path only leads him back to the night he lost the drugs, and to unanswerable questions: What the hell happened to the two bricks of cocaine? Why can't he remember losing them? What is Minho hiding? And what does the bastard truly want from Jisung? MAFIA AU 16+ (tws in the introduction) COVER MADE BY THE TALENTED ICHINISAMFOLIO ON DISCORD

Where Han Jisung is the devout and well-behaved son of a Christian pastor, and Lee Minho is the devil-may-care delinquent who shows him how freeing it feels to sin. *** "How does it feel?" "Like it was cruel of God to make it a sin."

Minho's friend drops off an old mannequin at his place. The catch? It kisses him when he's asleep! *This is just a work of fiction. *The story includes fluff, a bit of mature content, cursing, humor, a bit of angst Started: 10/23/22 Ended: 01/13/25

Han Jisung, 18 years old, was a figure skater. He had died with a shot to the heart on the very ice he had once skated on. The ice rink had since closed down. Lee Minho, 19 years old, is an ice hockey player looking around an abandoned ice rink. "You're so beautiful." "Y-You can see me?" Minho ⬆️ Jisung ⬇️ Nothing in this story makes sense omg I can't keep a straight storyline so if anything doesn't make sense just go with it 😭 NONE OF THE CHAPTERS ARE PROOFREAD, I APOLOGISE FOR MISTAKES! #1 in minho - 22/06/24 #1 in jisung - 22/06/24 #1 in skz - 22/06/24

They told Jisung to be careful with this one. They used words like "calculated", "emotionally disconnected", and "selectively mute." They said he doesn't bite - unless he wants to. They warned Jisung not to get attached, not to get comfortable. They never said he'd be beautiful. Jisung watches from behind the glass. The hybrid stands barefoot on the cold concrete floor, black tail flicking absently behind him like the second hand of a quiet clock. Minho. Cat-type. Government-labeled "unfit for civilian adoption" - until now. His ears twitch once. He's heard Jisung arrive. Minho doesn't look at him. He never does. That's the first thing Jisung notices about him - the deliberate ignorance. Most hybrids observe. Most hybrids flinch. Minho doesn't. Minho waits. Like a storm. Like a trap. The case file says he hasn't spoken in months. Not since the last handler, whose name is redacted. Jisung shouldn't be curious about that. But he is. He also shouldn't feel anything when the hybrid finally glances over his shoulder - just once - eyes flickering gold in the fluorescent light. He's not supposed to feel... watched. "You can open the door," a voice says behind him. Jisung hesitates. "I thought he was considered-" he starts, but the officer shrugs. "Dangerous? Yeah. But he likes the quiet ones." The door hisses open, and Jisung steps into the room. The air shifts immediately - cold, clinical, but the tension in his spine isn't from the chill. It's the way Minho tilts his head. The way he breathes. The way his eyes trail him like Jisung is the one being evaluated. "You're not scared," Minho says. Not a question. The first words he's spoken in half a year. And it's not Minho's voice that startles Jisung. It's the way it makes his chest tighten. Like he's just stepped into a room that locks from the inside.

Minho worries about his best friend, thinking there's something worrying he's not telling Minho. He knows he won't answer directly in real life, so he creates a fake identity online to catfish him. Or, where Jisung has a big, fat crush on his best friend, and is a bit too outgoing with strangers online. a minsung chatfic (not purely chatfic ig its mainly normal lmao) might go a bit slow? contains gay content, obviously.. might contain themes of gender confusion coverpage image is not mine plot, however, is purely mine 🙏🙏🙏

Minsung Oneshot Where they both crave comfort. its... rlly weird yeah.

TEXT FIC Kind of cliché, sorry Jisung is your usual favorite shy boy irl but confident texter, while Minho is your usual popular and unbothered boy. What happens when Jisung text Minho an inappropriate message? TW: dirty jokes / curse words smut?? talks abt anxiety