Trust The Boo Process A Seventeen Chat fic Synopsis Everyone on campus knows one universal truth: If Boo Seungkwan can't find you a match, you are either a lost cause or destined for celibacy. And Hansol Vernon Chwe? Baby boy is perilously close to option two. He's been single for centuries (okay, two years), and his friends are now looking at him with the same concern you give a plant that has wilted beyond recognition. He doesn't flirt, doesn't date, doesn't even look at people-he just goes to class, games until ungodly hours, writes his assignments at 3 a.m., and cracks jokes so niche you need a PhD in "Vernon Studies" to understand them. So his friends do what any chaotic, overinvested friend group would do: they call in Boo Seungkwan. Seungkwan-the campus Cupid, gossip hotline, problem-solver extraordinaire. He knows everyone, has gossip on everyone, and has successfully matched up half the university through sheer force of personality. And he takes one look at Vernon and decides he's a project. What starts as a simple mission quickly spirals into campus-wide chaos. Blind-date plans collide with reconnaissance missions, secret crushes, heated rivalries, and accidental shipping. Vernon did not ask for this. He cannot stop this. He's just being escorted through the mess like a mildly confused housecat. It's embarrassing. It's messy. It's entangled friendships, rivalries, and a love polygon that no one asked for-but everyone is here for. It's... kind of nice, actually.

The Altar's Runaway He was promised to a god. He ran into a devil instead. Hong Joshua was born to kneel--raised in the glittering chokehold of power, promised since childhood to Choi Seungcheol, heir to the empire that owns half the nation and all of its shadows. Theirs was a union written in contracts and sealed in blood, a marriage meant to merge kingdoms and bury him alive in silk. But the night before the vows, Joshua runs. Barefoot, breathless, a saint turned sinner beneath the moonlight. He trades his surname for a sin, his destiny for a dirt road, and crashes straight into the man who shouldn't exist--Lee Seokmin. A biker with a past that smells like gasoline and gunfire. A man who helps people disappear for a price and keeps his heart locked behind the roar of an engine. Joshua offers him money. Seokmin offers him a way out. But somewhere between forged passports and stolen motel rooms, the lines blur--between safety and obsession, between hunger and ruin. Because Seokmin doesn't want to save him. He wants to keep him. And maybe Joshua doesn't want to be saved at all.

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#The Gilt Trip Trilogy Book 1: Crimes, Confessions, and a Hostage in my Basement Synopsis You've heard this story before. Some poor, soft-eyed civilian gets kidnapped by an unhinged mafia boss with trust issues and a six-pack. Yawn. But what happens when the civilian does the kidnapping instead? Hong Joshua is twenty-seven, painfully average, and a legal advisor who's barely qualified to negotiate his phone bill-let alone a hostage situation. And yet, somehow, he ends up with Lee Seokmin-the CEO of Corvex Group, the underworld's worst-kept secret and walking human crime syndicate-tied to a rusty chair in his basement. Joshua isn't quite sure how he got here. One minute, he's having a very delicious sandwich at a restaurant. The next, there's a bound and gagged mafia boss in his basement, tied to a chair that's older than his career. Oops. Now comes the real problem: what the hell do you do with a mafia kingpin in your basement? Feed him snacks? Call the cops? Negotiate like you actually have leverage? Try not to get murdered? Welcome to the world's worst kidnapping-no ransom, no escape plan, and absolutely no clue what happens next.