sori moves to seoul for dance quiet, focused, alone. then she meets ni-ki. distant, unreadable, and far too captivating. in a story of late-night practices, silent glances, and slow steps toward something unknown, sori begins to realize that maybe dance isn't the only thing she came here to find.

He's cold, quiet, and untouchable-until her. One broken bike and a ride on his motorcycle pulled her into his world, too close, too fast. She's sweetness wrapped in heat, and the more he wants her, the harder it gets to pretend he doesn't.

i cant believe it, this whole time it was just a dare to him

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗼 " 말해줘, say it back, oh, say it, ditto.. " enhypen jungwon ff ©chapterwon

One night. Just mojitos and a messy kiss. She wasn't supposed to see him again- But fate has a twisted sense of humor. Now they're best friends who flirt too much, fight too loud, and fall into bed way too often. No strings, no labels. Just feelings they pretend don't exist.

⇝ "Fine. You want to settle this? Let's race." Once best friends, now, they're rivals, and everything they've buried resurfaces on the track. After everything, they start to re-connect again. Are they going to be able to keep up the hating game, or admit?

"I wish I had never walked into that stupid band room." "Stop lying. You hate me, fine. But don't pretend you wish we'd never met." I stepped into the wrong room, crossed the wrong line, and now I can't get out. Every look burns. Every word cuts. And somehow, the one I should fear the most is the only one I can't let go of. jay x oc enemies to lovers au