in which , a quiet girl with no desire for trouble gets tangled right in the center of it, not knowing her old best friend is protecting her all along [ weak hero class ] [ Kang woo-young x oc ]

kyung-jun curses you under his breath, "let go you crazy bitch-" "can you stop being stubborn for just one moment and take it? or is your pride too precious to protect that you'd deny help from someone willing to give it?" kyung-jun's movements cease at your words. instead of fighting, he begins watching you closely, sizing you up, and you have no issue copying his actions. you watch his face just as intently, catching the way he digests your words, his resolve unfolding slowly as his fingers slacken beneath your own. the exact moment of his defeat is found in the way his anger settles, growing quieter, but never leaving entirely. he may realize the truth in your words, but it doesn't mean he has to like it. whatever. it doesn't matter to you. you saw right through him then. for someone with walls so high, it was easy to climb up and look inside. a night has come fanfic. ko kyung-jun x reader.

in which Bae Hayoung joins the game longer than before, carrying a role that not even she understands. started: 14.09.25 finished: 08.03.26

❝ you were n̸̦̤̫͌͜e̶̛̱̻̚̚͜v̵̹̮͕̥̍̐͝ẻ̸̼̤̪̘̊r̸͉̳̬̀̈̚ supposed to be here. ❞ she was merely an outlier , yet her presence ensued a change of fate with the infamous, yooil high bully ⤷ in which choi eun-chae accompanied her crush's class on the annual school trip, unknowingly getting herself into more trouble and heartache than anticipated. 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐨 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 © 𝐡𝐞𝐲𝐟𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 , 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

⌗ " 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 " . 𖥔 ݁ ˖ ── ⋆˙⟡ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡: lee yuna looked like she belonged in the spotlight - quiet, composed and undeniably pretty. but beneath the surface, there's a darkness she struggles to contain when opposed to go kyung jun. her attraction isn't gentle but instead unpredictably dangerous and maybe the only thing that could unsettle him. as the deadly game of mafia unfolds, they clash hard, each testing the other's limits. but beneath the fights and the cold fronts, something vulnerable and intoxicating starts to crack... ୭ ˚. ⁺ ⊹ .ᐟ