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The Girl Nextdoor  by Hiranon
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(Fluff/Slice-of-Life, Neighbors AU): When Sarang is sent by her chaotic, loving family to deliver homemade food to their new neighbor, she doesn't expect the door to open to Jeemin - the quiet senior from school she's only ever admired from afar. Jeemin, glasses slightly askew and hoodie sleeves too long, isn't quite like the cool, distant upperclassman Sarang thought she knew. And as tupperware containers turn into shared dinners, and window glances turn into quiet conversations under porch lights, something tender begins to bloom. Maybe falling in love doesn't always need fireworks. Sometimes, it just takes a knock on the door.
TripleS oneshots and short stories by GxGstan
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just a bunch of one-shots for my new obsession, TripleS
sunshine and starlight [kobiz] by loveryu_
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Koko is loud, funny, and endlessly playful, with a knack for turning any moment into an adventure. Saebi is new to the school, her cheerful and bright personality lighting up every room she enters. When their paths cross, an unexpected friendship blooms between the loud whirlwind and the sunny newcomer. As their connection deepens, they find themselves navigating a journey of laughter, understanding, and the unspoken bond that ties their hearts together. Side note: everything is fictitious and just doing this for fun, pls do not take this fanfic seriously. Enjoy!
𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝑫𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒚 by Hiranon
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Jeemin never thought she'd find high school love-until a risky note in music class lands in Sarang's hands. A hopeless romantic, a hidden truth, and one note that changes everything.
Locker Next to Yours by Hiranon
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Lockers side by side. Was it destiny? Or was it just coincidence? A jeerangz school au. IZNA fanfiction.
While You Were Sleeping | izna Jeerangz Fanfic by greatwallofizna
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Ryu Sarang dreams of future events, glimpsing moments that range from years to hours ahead. Bang Jeemin, a transfer student, begins to dream exclusively of Sarang's future after their first encounter. Inspired by the drama "While You Were Sleeping" TW: violence, abuse, death. Read at your own discretion. Most Impressive Ranking: #1 Kobiz #1 Jeemin #1 Jungeun #1 Saebi #1 Mylovez #1 Gomgomz #1 Izna #2 Jeerangz #2 Sarang #2 Juyoonz
KATSEYE - The Monster Within  by mbhz_gjg008
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Katseye find themselves on a world tour after their success with their second album - Monstrous. While tensions rise and relationships are tested, the six talented, rising global pop sensations wake up to a... Frightening surprise
HERSHE -   Jeerangz Ver by nanhyohyoaon
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What would happen if a good-looking lesbian had swept off a homophobic's feet? This is an original story of Schindlee entitled HERSHE-TIAOM. I took the liberty to convert it to Jeerangz so I can share it with this fandom. Hope you guys enjoy it.
The forest that drinks Names by JonyPik
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They say that this forest was born not from the earth, but from grief that no one dared to say out loud. The nights in the village of Dol were not just dark - they were quieter than death. When another girl disappeared in the third spring, no one said her name out loud. It was safer that way. That's what the old people taught. And Jungeun stood at her father's grave. Her hands were shaking, but not from the cold. He died without a word of farewell. Only one piece of paper remained with her - stained with ink and something that smelled of iron. On it was written: "If you hear a call - do not answer. He remembers you from the cradle." But that same night, when the mourning candle burned out - she heard a voice. It was like the rustle of grass, like the creaking of rafters, like the sigh of the earth. And the words were not human, but painfully clear.