KiM_Dk
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They said a red string ties soulmates together.
Invisible. Unbreakable. Inevitable.
Wonwoo never believed in it.
Love, destiny, soulmates, all sounded like theories people made when reality hurt too much. He believed in logic, late-night studies, silence, and keeping his heart locked somewhere no one could reach.
Seokmin believed in love like it was oxygen.
Too loud. Too honest. Too hopeful.
He loved easily, laughed easily, and fell hardest of all.
They didn't try to find each other.
They just... did.
Between medical textbooks, late-night breakdowns, jealousy, distance, mistakes, feverish confessions, long-distance calls, rough apologies, and soft forgiveness, the red string kept pulling them back together. No matter how hard they resisted.
Around them was chaos disguised as friendship.
Mingyu, the loud idiot with a soft heart, loved Seungcheol like it was war and peace at the same time.
Seungcheol, steady and terrifyingly devoted, who would burn the world quietly if it meant protecting what was his.
Joshua, the observer with a sharp tongue, pretending he didn't care while caring the most.
And Seungkwan, all honesty and emotions, cursing everyone while loving them fiercely.
They grew up together.
They broke each other.
They healed together.
And somewhere between jealousy and laughter, distance and devotion, they learned that love isn't gentle.
It's chosen.
Every single time.
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Signature Dialogues
Wonwoo:
"I don't believe in fate... but I believe in you. And that's worse."
Seokmin:
"I loved you even when you made it hard. Especially then."
Mingyu:
"If loving him is a mistake, I'll happily fuck it up again."
Seungcheol:
"I don't raise my voice. I end arguments."
Joshua:
"I'm surrounded by idiots... unfortunately, they're my idiots."
Seungkwan:
"This is not a friend group, this is a crime scene."