To the world, Dr. Sophia Laforteza is the picture of icy, medical perfection. She is efficient, distant, and carries a composure that no emergency can break. But Manon Bannerman is determined to find the crack in the glass. It started with a genuine emergency. Now, it's a calculated routine. A "clumsy" fall, a "accidental" cut, a "fainting" spell-anything to get Manon back onto Sophia's table. Manon is addicted to the sterile scent of the clinic and the way Sophia's eyes narrow when she knows she's being lied to. But Manon is playing a dangerous game with a woman she doesn't truly know. Behind the white coat, Sophia is a woman defined by a quiet, five-year-old reason to keep the world at bay. She has already proven she will do the unthinkable to keep her sanctuary safe. She's faced a monster before, and she ensured he'd never wake up from the anesthesia. Manon thinks she's winning Sophia's heart, one "accident" at a time. She doesn't realize that in Sophia's world, some patients are saved-and others are simply removed. if Manon gets too close to the truth-or the little life Sophia hides at home-she might find out exactly what happens when a doctor decides a patient is terminal.

Yoonchae doesn't know if she's falling in love or just falling apart. All she knows is that every session makes it harder to stop thinking about her psychologist- Megan. ____ warnings: suicidal thoughts, suicidal ideation, self-destructive behavior, strong language, emotional distress, intense psychological themes, tense situations, unhealthy coping mechanisms. recommended for strong nerves.

When sheltered Catholic freshman Jeung Yoonchae arrives at an all-women's university in Los Angeles, she finds herself falling for the one person she shouldn't: Megan Skiendiel. Her older sister's rebellious best friend, who's been a fixture in her life since childhood. COMPLETELY FICTION!

"Sophia, she's different" "You know Sophia, she's different" "She see's things that aren't there she's different" "I'm not normal, I'm different" "I like her because she's different"

"There was this girl at the station," Yoonchae sighed in irritation, "She would not stop staring at me the entire time I was waiting for my train to arrive." Sophia set down her fork as her eyebrows furrowed. "What did she look like?" "She had dark hair... But with bleach running through it. Streaks, I think. She looked maybe Chinese?" The fork slipped from Sophia's fingers and clinked against the plate. She knew exactly who it was, and the realization sat in her chest like a bomb. She looked at her sister again and knew that she was talking about her best friend. It was Megan Skiendiel, with her terrible habit of falling for people she had no business falling for, had gone and set her sights on Yoonchae of all people. Her sister. "That's my best friend." "...What?" "Megan Skiendiel." Sophia mumbled. "That fucking bitch." COMPLETELY FICTION!

i'll bite the hand that feeds me (bite the hand that needs me) katseye x 7th member katseye x youngest member warning: contains eating disorders and (starting in chapter 14) self harm.

The story opens with the storm. Daniela is trapped in it, soaked, trembling, and lost in panic. Her fear of rain isn't just about the car crash, though. There's another hidden truth tied to that night: someone was there when it happened. Someone she never forgot. You. Back then, you were just a kid too, standing by helplessly as the accident unfolded. You saw the wreck, saw the flashes of ambulance lights, saw Daniela being pulled away screaming for her parents. You never knew her name, but that memory has stayed buried in you for years, etched into the sound of rain. Unlike her, you grew to love it, because it made you feel close to that memory, close to the girl who survived. Now, years later, in the middle of a storm, you stumble upon her again without realizing it at first. The curly-haired girl curled into herself, shaking in the downpour, it's her. The very same girl from that night. When you approach, she doesn't recognize you. To her, you're just a stranger. But something about her face, her eyes, snaps you back to that rainy night long ago. The plot unfolds with this haunting question: what if the person you were destined to meet was someone whose pain you had already witnessed, without either of you knowing fate would pull you together again? As the story moves forward, you're torn between telling her the truth, that you were there the night her life shattered, or keeping it hidden so she doesn't see you as part of the trauma. The rain then becomes more than fear or comfort, it's the thread that's always tied you both together. ❗❗PAUSED❗❗

Part twooo

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Across three different time frames, it is always the same person, the same love, and the same battle. MEGANxxYOONCHAE