⏳ „100 days. That's all the time I have left." ⏳ Han Jisung is running out of time. With an hourglass ticking down the final days of his life, he has accepted his fate. He doesn't want pity, and he doesn't want tears. He just wants to spend his remaining time experiencing what it truly means to live. But then, Lee Minho walks into his life. What starts as an unexpected encounter quickly turns into an unbreakable emotional bond. Minho becomes Jisung's safe haven, the comfort in his darkest hours, and the person he wants to share every last second with. Can 100 days be enough to find a soulmate? And how do you let go when the final second runs out by the ocean breeze? 🌊 A heartbreaking Minsung story about love, loss, and the beauty of borrowed time. ─────────────────────── 🍂 \[ ONGOING \] 🍂 No Smut / Pure Emotional Intimacy 🍂 Prepare your tissues for a sad ending.

A Seoul, la vita di due persone apparentemente opposte si intreccia in modo indissolubile. Lei, Kang Yeon-woo,una ragazza dallo stile masculine e dalla personalità protettiva; Felix, un ragazzo che sotto un'apparenza ordinaria custodisce da sempre il desiderio di esprimere il suo lato più femminile. Grazie alla complicità e all'accettazione incondizionata di lei, Felix trova finalmente il coraggio di mostrare la sua vera natura femboy. Quella che era nata come un'intensa amicizia si trasforma presto in un sentimento più profondo e travolgente, capace di abbattere ogni convenzione. Ma la felicità ritrovata ha un prezzo. Quando un'ombra del passato riaffiora con intenzioni ambigue, la fragile sicurezza di Felix e la stabilità del loro legame vengono messe a dura prova. Tra insicurezze sussurrate, mezze verità e la paura di non essere abbastanza, riuscirà il loro amore a resistere al veleno della gelosia, o il peso del giudizio finirà per dividerli per sempre? don't like don't read

He wasn't supposed to matter. He wasn't supposed to stay. But he did. This isn't a story of perfect beginnings. It's one of slow healing, unexpected love, and the boy who stayed. ~~~~~ Minho was taught to be the perfect son - obedient, devoted, and shaped by his mother's rigid beliefs. Outwardly, he's an extrovert who easily befriends others, but this is just a façade hiding his true struggles. Jisung, quiet and reserved in comparison, may stay more in the background, but he is fiercely loyal and loud with his friends, unafraid to be himself. When fate places them in the same orbit, sparks fly - not the good kind, not at first. But beneath the biting words and careful distance, something tender begins to grow. As the seasons shift and their lives entwine, what starts as something uncertain turns into something undeniable. With the quiet strength of a hand held during a storm, and laughter shared over late-night dinners, affection takes root in the most unexpected place. But healing doesn't follow a straight line - and Minho's past still echoes loudly. In a world that didn't make space for boys like him, Jisung becomes the one who stays. The one who waits. The one who shows him what real love can look like. This is a story about falling - into truth, into fear, into love. And about the boy who never let go. A love letter to the one who stayed. Before diving in, please consider reading the "Before You Begin" chapter. It contains important trigger and content warnings to help you navigate the story safely. That said, it may hint at certain elements that could be considered minor spoilers - so feel free to choose what's best for you. This story began on July 22, 2025, and concluded on December 28, 2025. Thank you so much for reading and for all your support. I hope you enjoy the journey - happy reading! 🤍

Minho and Jisung have a secret, and a wild one at that. But a turn of events leads to some unexpected confessions and a major change to their relationship for the better. Warning: This story starts out super smutty and gradually turns fluffy <3 "Get off me, the guys will be here any minute." "I had plans for you, but now I can't even think straight." "Are you messing with me?" "How am I not supposed to be in love with you?" ---- Graphic content: strong language, graphic sex DISCLAIMER: This story is purely a work of fiction for entertainment purposes only. It in no way portrays or makes any claim to actual events, situations, sexuality, relationships, or other personal information. Please read at your discretion.

Just some pretty sad poems that I write when I'm at my lowest.