𝔖𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 # 𝟏 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 💜 ✧· · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · ·✧ Avinash Vora has always been the steady one. Who shows up without being asked, who carried everyone else's pain like they were his own. But beneath the composure lives a boy who has been keeping the most dangerous secret of his life - one that has no name and absolutely no business existing between best friends. Varun Menon was never supposed to feel this way. Charming, guarded and devastatingly composed, he had spent years convincing the world - and himself - that he was untouchable. He swore to never love again, but somewhere between childhood and now, his best friend became the one exception. They have been each other's constants for over a decade. Through heartbreak, ambition, grief and the beautiful chaos of growing up. What they have always called friendship, has been quietly becoming something neither of them has the courage to say out loud. But loving each other was never the hardest part. It was what came after. The secrets that surfaced. The hands that pull them apart and the price that someone else has already decided they should pay. They didn't choose this. But they could not outrun it either. Years later when fate finally brings them together - will what they had built be strong enough to survive what it cost them ? ✧· · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · ·✧ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🫶 𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 🎵

In which a boy is forced into an arranged marriage with a girl, but what happens when he starts falling for her brother instead? ___________________________________________ Start | June 6, 2O18 Finish | June 6, 2O19 ____________________ #10 in Minsung ; 100118 #5 in Minsung ; 101918 #4 in Minsung ; 110518 #1 in Minsung ; 111918

Jisung was seventeen, alone, and working nights in a dim Seoul bar where no one asked about his past. Born in Thailand. Parents gone at three. Moved to England at fourteen with his older siblings-his whole world. Then, in the same cruel month, his brother died in a crash, and his sister took her own life. He ran. To Korea. To nowhere, really. Then they walked in. Seven alphas. Close. Controlled. Quietly powerful. They didn't flirt. Didn't hover. But they noticed him-and kept noticing. One always left a warm drink. One always asked if he'd eaten. One never took his eyes off Jisung, but never made a move. They didn't ask what he was. But they knew. And somehow, without trying, they made him feel... safe. He didn't trust it. Not yet. But part of him-some small, aching part-wanted to stop running.