When college student Sheng Shaoyou loses his scholarship and needs a part-time job fast, the last place he expects to find work is at a tiny, temperamental bakery named "Sweet Theory." It's run by Hua Yong , a stoic perfectionist who treats baking like warfare and despises incompetence. Every past assistant has quit within a week. But Shaoyou's mix of clueless optimism and unshakable kindness slowly disarms Hua Yong's rigid world of rules, timers, and perfectly measured sugar. Through flour fights, burnt croissants, nosy customers, and late-night baking sessions, their lives begin to intertwine and somewhere between rolling dough and rolling eyes, love begins to rise.

Qiu Ding Jie had always been clumsy, always got into near death experiences..however, nothing serious would ever happen to him, he thought it was just luck. Until that day..when HE showed up.

- DunkJoong Story.

Jerrin and Devhan are two of the country's most prominent young CEOs. They are also known as fierce rivals. They are famous, especially in the eyes of the public, with their faces constantly appearing in the news and newspapers. Meanwhile... their twins? Jarrin and Dabeen are the exact opposite. They are known not just for being the siblings of the two famous young CEOs, but for their mischievous antics. A story of two sets of twins falling in love-a JoongDunk and DunkJoong story.

When two families merge, Joong gains a stepbrother he never asked for-and Dunk gains an obsession he never planned. Joong is sunshine everyone wants to steal. Dunk is darkness that refuses to let go. From hatred, rivalry, and possessive jealousy, love slowly claws its way to the surface. #dunkjoong

Some nights exist only to be misunderstood. They wear loud music and dim lights like disguises, convincing people that nothing important can happen under neon and spilled drinks. They pretend to be forgettable. Disposable. A pause between ordinary days. But fate has always loved crowded rooms. It likes witnesses. It likes chaos. It likes when people aren't paying attention Joong didn't believe in destiny. He believed in momentum. Life, to him, was a series of impulses stitched together by charm and instinct. You leaned forward, smiled first, spoke faster than your doubt. If you hesitated, you lost. If you joked, people stayed. If you left before things got serious, no one could hurt you. This philosophy had worked beautifully so far. Tonight, however, was not his idea of beautiful. He was wedged into a booth at the corner of the bar, one leg bouncing, fingers tapping an impatient rhythm against a sweating glass. Across from him sat heartbreak in human form, mascara smudged, voice trembling, telling the same story for the fourth time. "He went to her," his friend, Pond said, breath hitching dramatically, "like I wasn't even there." Joong nodded. Again. Supportively. He had mastered this nod. It said I hear you without promising I agree. The bar hummed around them. Laughter burst and dissolved. Someone cheered near the dance floor. The bass vibrated through the floorboards, steady and insistent, like a second heartbeat. Joong leaned back, scanning the room out of habit more than interest. He catalogued exits. People. Energy. It was a survival instinct disguised as casual observation. Pond sniffed, gripping his wrist suddenly, "he's here." Joong's gaze snapped back. "Here as in... here here?" He nodded, eyes glinting with wounded determination. "I wouldn't lie about that." That, at least, was true. He leaned closer, lowering her voice like they were plotting a crime. "I want him to feel it. Just once. What he did to me."

They're the cutest.

Genre: Historical BL, Fantasy Romance, Transmigration, Angst-Fluff-Smut. Setting: A regal empire, possibly vaguely inspired by South/Southeast Asian kingdoms Core Premise: Joong (from 2025), just minding his own business in the modern world, suddenly transmigrates into the body of a royal prince-seconds before that prince is about to be gifted to the terrifying, legendary General Dunk. No one else knows it's not the same Joong anymore. The original prince was scared and resistant; our Joong, however, sees Dunk and goes: "I get it. I get the hype. I am intrigued. And possibly into it." Dunk, meanwhile, has a reputation that can make kingdoms fall without a battle. He's regal, feared, undefeated-and completely uninterested in politics. But when the prince is handed to him, and he sees that Joong doesn't flinch like before... Something stirs. 

Joong survives the night he was never meant to. Betrayed and bleeding, he vanishes into a forest no one enters twice. Deep within it stands a mansion untouched by time-and Dunk, a presence that does not fear what Joong is. As hunters wait beyond the trees and the forest closes in, Joong must decide whether survival is enough... or if some echoes demand more than escape.

A stoic bodyguard. A clingy superstar. One house. No escape. Sheng Shaoyou is hired to protect Young.H or his birth name, Hua Yong- a top-tier idol with a soft face and a long list of demands. But guarding his body was never the real problem. Guarding his own heart? That's a mission he's destined to lose.