Walking quietly to a corner, with the earlier interaction playing in his mind, Hyunjin recalled everything that had seemed off since the moment he entered the palace: the guards who were on high alert, inspecting every gift as if it contained a threat; the nobles whispering about an alpha who had threatened the king; the king's councilor's reaction to the chaos, as if he wanted it to calm down immediately; and the meeting planned for tonight. Finally, there was the young guard's hateful gaze directed at him. Hyunjin hadn't paid it any attention back then, but now it felt like a combination of suspicious events all conneted. ~~~~~~~~~

They're rivals. They're roommates. They're trending every time they breathe near each other. The internet ships them. They can't stand each other. (At least... that's what they keep telling themselves.) When one viral moment blurs the line between fake and real, offline starts feeling a little too intimate-and suddenly, "I hate you" starts sounding a lot like "don't leave."

lee minho, -a nineteen year old boy who manages to find an eighteen year old boy, sitting on a fence and staring down at the water from the bridge they were on, about to jump. this boy was han jisung. Highest rank: #1 in minsung!!

Felix and Hyunjin are best friends. Roommates. Each other's emergency contact and emotional support human. They kiss sometimes, sleep together often, and say things that would make most couples blink. As far as they're concerned, this is a completely normal, deeply platonic arrangement. They call it friendship. Everybody else calls bullshit. But when other people start looking at them like they've already skipped several steps - like they're far too deep into something neither of them is brave enough to name - they're forced to confront the possibility that whatever is between them has never been platonic at all.

Felix loses his phone. Someone else picks it up. It should have been simple a call, a return, and that's it. But it isn't. Because the conversations don't stop, the calls become routine. And somewhere between late replies, quiet pauses, and the things neither of them says...it becomes something neither of them planned.

𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵... When December suddenly feels like a fever dream, because now, he's so far away. side ships: minsung seungbin jeongchan

Love is a root. If it cannot find soil, it finds a home in the lungs. At twenty-three, Lee Felix is the anchor of his friend group the strongest, the one with the steady hands and the deep, grounding voice. He is supposed to be untouchable. But for two years, Felix has lived behind a mask of curated disdain, perfecting the art of hating Hwang Hyunjin. He hates the way Hyunjin commands every room, he hates the sharp, effortless beauty of his rival's silhouette....but most of all, he hates that he is dying for him. In a world of silent hallways and shared dorms, Felix chooses to wither in secret...because even a love that kills is better than a life where Hyunjin is a stranger. . . . . . 🥀Welcome to The Weight of Crimson Spiders🥀 Word count:8.7k📖 #12 hanahaki 10/03/2026

The year is 2023. After the laser incident, the company laid down strict rules: no excessive closeness in front of the cameras. But for Hyunjin and Felix, the distance grew far beyond mere policy. Felix pulled away so completely that a real wall of silence and unspoken resentment formed between them. What shattered their legendary friendship? How long can you pretend everything is fine when it's clearly not? They're just friends, aren't they?

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