𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐱 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. A tyrant's daughter. An inventor's son. A broken world. A system built on lies. And a chance to change it all. Project Icarus was the only way out. Or so they were told.

"We need a distraction, something big." "Like what?" Wooyoung asked, his voice sharp. "You gonna blow something up, hotshot?" San's eyes glinted, a hint of last night's heat in his gaze. "Maybe I will, princess. You got a better idea?" Wooyoung did have a better idea, one including punching sans stupidly hot face. (Psycho killers au) Woosan

Wooyoung was just like any other Idol Trainee. He was quiet and kept to himself, protecting himself in his little bubble. His friend Changbin managed to drag him out of his room and to a small party with friends. After drinking a lot, the group of friends decided to play 'Truth or Dare'. His little protective bubble was popped when someone took advantage of the dare that he was given. Completely shattered to the core, Wooyoung managed to get him and his best friend, Yeosang, kicked out of their old company. Dumped into a new company, Wooyoung manages to make new friends especially one soul in particular. Choi San. Will Wooyoung manage to pick up the pieces of his soul or will the damage be permanent? >>>>> Excerpt from 'Truth Or Dare' "S-san." His focus was solely on me as he sipped his drink "truth or dare?" "Dare." I tried to stop that panic attack that was slithering towards me from across the cafe. His piercing eyes were staring into my soul and I felt myself starting to crack. "I dare you to pretend to be my boyfriend, please just please." I begged him as the dark Snake got closure. Please help me. I was screaming to San through the tears that were building up in my eyes. Please.

"We've been in each other's lives before. Whether in this world or the next, I'll never leave you again." - San, making his promise to Wooyoung. San and Wooyoung's first meeting was anything but ordinary-Wooyoung was a ghost, a fleeting presence in San's life. Their bond, unspoken yet deep, formed in the quiet moments between life and death. But when Wooyoung suddenly disappears, San is left in silence, haunted by a connection that seems to have vanished. Then the real Wooyoung wakes up from a coma, with no memory of his ghostly past or the bond they shared. Confused but inexplicably drawn to San, Wooyoung feels a closeness he can't explain. San, still carrying the weight of their past, silently grapples with his feelings, unsure of how to bridge the gap between their worlds. Can they find their way back to each other, even when the past remains a mystery?

San Choi was never supposed to make it out alive. The prison was his grave, and the sadistic scientist who ran it made sure of that. Tortured, drugged, and turned into something barely human, he finally did the impossible-he escaped. Now, he's a wanted man, and the only thing keeping him going is revenge. But first, he needs a place to hide. That's how he ends up breaking into Wooyoung Jung's apartment at 2 AM, dripping blood onto the cheap carpet, a gun in one hand and the other wrapped around the university student's throat. Wooyoung should be scared out of his mind. He is scared. But he's also an idiot-because instead of crying for help, he lifts an eyebrow. San blinks. For the first time in days, he's caught off guard. He should have left. He should have killed the little brat and disappeared. But instead, he finds himself crashing on Wooyoung's couch, using his shower, eating the instant ramen Wooyoung throws at him with a sigh. San clenches his jaw. He should have just killed him. But as the days pass, Wooyoung stops being just a scared kid who stumbled into the wrong nightmare. He's something else. Annoying. Shameless. Fearless. And worst of all? Unshakably loyal. And San... San is getting too used to him. But there's no time for distractions. His old friend Yunho is feeding him information-tracking the doctor who turned him into a monster, the man who thinks San is still his little experiment. The closer he gets to revenge, the more dangerous it becomes. And Wooyoung? He's not supposed to be part of this world. But then again, Wooyoung was never good at listening. |Been No:1 on #ateez|

what happens when a plain old ordinary boy who always has his head in a book named jung woo young gets involved with big time player on the football team, choi san?

Wooyoung and San's relationship was a cycle of breakups and reconciliations. It happened again and again until Wooyoung finally reached his breaking point-in the middle of a event. He watched San dancing with another guy, flirting openly, and more. Wooyoung was exhausted by toxicity; he wanted out. He'd even considered ending his life each time they broke up-a terrifying thought that haunted him. He didn't want to break up with San; he was just so incredibly tired.

"Last I heard, they're all lovey-dovey. Makes me want to gag." San chuckled. "Jealous?" "Of them? Please. I'm just... over the whole relationship thing." Wooyoung said it with a bratty huff, but he knew it was a lie. He wasn't over it-he wasn't over San. Not by a long shot. Woosan story Other ships included (Seongjoong, Yungi, Jongsang)

"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho *whooped*, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since *forever*. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. *Your type*." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-*fuck*, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan story

Wooyoung moves back on campus after a year and a half away, Across the hall is San, hot tempered and guarded. Already convinced he's figured himself out. What starts as a clash of personalities slowly turns into something harder to name. They find themselves caught in each other's gravity, unsure if it's attraction or the start of a war neither of them meant to begin. #3 woosan -11/9🥉