Johan Chavalwit was a name that carried the weight of an empire, yet he wore it like a cheap suit. As the sole heir to the Chavalwit Group, his reputation preceded him: a reckless playboy, a professional troublemaker, and the living embodiment of the "spoiled brat" trope. To the board of directors, he was a ticking time bomb; to the city's elite, he was the ultimate golden ticket with a tarnished soul. But the world's cynical assumptions hit a sudden, jarring roadblock the moment North entered his orbit. North didn't care for the Chavalwit pedigree or the designer lifestyle, and for the first time in Johan's life, his charm-and his checkbook-failed him. Beneath the layers of defiance and expensive champagne, something dormant began to stir. The "spoiled brat" was about to prove that even a predetermined path can be rerouted when you finally find a reason to look toward the horizon.

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Three rules. How hard could it be to follow, right? But a relationship isn't a checklist, and a human heart isn't a rulebook. It's a game of proximity, a test of will, and an inevitable crash course in what happens when desire collides with the things we're told we can't have. He's a mystery behind a closed door, and I'm a moth drawn to the flame, convincing myself that a little singe won't hurt.

At Sattravadee Institute of Excellence, power crowns the Aces-and exile destroys the rest. After a war of wills that shook the foundations of the Four Aces, Johan Vareya-heir to the Ace of Spades-made his move. And North Nirandkul paid the price. Cast into the House of Strays, the lowest rank of the institute, North is stripped of influence, reputation, and the fragile chance he had to stand beside the elite. To everyone else, he's been broken. But North doesn't break. He burns. Once rivals turned something more, Johan and North's bond has been shattered by betrayal. Now, when fate pulls them back into each other's orbit, it isn't rivalry anymore-it's war. A war laced with anger, temptation, and a dangerous hunger neither can resist. Johan is cold, calculating, and untouchable. North is reckless, cunning, and impossible to cage. Together, they're manipulative, unstoppable, and more powerful than anyone ever dared imagine. Because love between an Ace and a Stray isn't just forbidden-it's lethal. And in a world where image is currency and betrayal is survival, their passion may be the most dangerous game of all.

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Tổng hợp fanfic ngắn, oneshot mà mình viết cho Fourever You Project, bộ phim đã làm nên 2024 và có lẽ là cả 2025 của mình nữa.

Tag: Đam mỹ, fanfic, 1x1, Nhân vật: Johan x North

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North was an omega born wrong in a world that feared him. His scent marked him as something rare, something unnatural. So his family hid him. Disguised him. Buried his truth beneath human clothes and silent days. He lived among humans pretending to be one, suppressing the bond-slick ache of instincts he was never allowed to feel. Until the day Johan found him. A chance meeting. A mistake, maybe. Or something deeper-older. Johan, an alpha carved from storm and command, wasn't meant to notice him. But he did. And when their eyes met, something ancient stirred. Something that refused to be hidden any longer. Because North was never meant to live in the shadows. And Johan was never meant to let him.