What happens when the person you least expected... becomes the only one who understands you?

"look! little red strawberries!" --- Heeseung never cared much about how others saw him. He was the quiet, dull one, and that suited him just fine. So why, then, is Jake, the campus' radiant sunshine-so determined to befriend him?! --- 🍓

Yang Jungwon has always lived between two worlds-the real one, and the one inside his imagination. On the outside, he's the quiet, perfectly composed college student everyone knows: sharp-minded, cold to strangers, and absolutely uninterested in the idea of love. But at home, Jungwon becomes a completely different person-soft, dreamy, and endlessly captivated by the stories he reads, especially those filled with heart-fluttering moments between boys who fall in love against all odds. Having devoured countless novels, Jungwon has seen every possible romantic cliché unfold-confessions in the rain, accidental kisses, rivals-to-lovers tension. So in real life, nothing surprises him anymore. Every situation feels predictable, every emotion recycled. Love, he believes, is just another trope-and none of it can ever meet his high standards. That is, until three transfer students walk into his college and instantly steal everyone's attention. They're charming, confident, and practically glowing with main-character energy. Among them is Park Jay-mischievous, confident, and a little too sure of himself. When Jay first sees Jungwon, he's immediately intrigued by the way the boy seems so unimpressed by everything around him. To Jay, that disinterest is a challenge-a mystery worth solving. Determined to make Jungwon notice him, Jay starts approaching him in every way possible: teasing him during classes, sitting beside him at the library, and throwing flirtatious comments that would make anyone else blush. But Jungwon, ever the realist, sees through every move-each one reminding him of the romantic plots he's already read a hundred times before. Yet as Jay's persistence continues, something unexpected begins to happen. Jungwon starts feeling emotions that don't fit any of his familiar stories. His heart beats out of rhythm, his logic blurs, and his world of fiction starts mixing dangerously with reality.

SYNOPSIS When Choi Beomgyu discovers the possibility of Taehyun being his soulmate, he wants to bury it at the furthest back of his mind and never dig it out. Why? Well... 1) Beomgyu's nothing but 'Lucifer' in Taehyun's eyes. 2) Taehyun's in love with Beomgyu's brother. 3) Beomgyu has no intention of harbouring feelings and 4) HE'S STRAIGHT!! But who said he could run when the universe is a bigger devil of a deceival than he is? WHAT YOU SHOULD KNOW: - sixth fanfic!! - Soulmate AU 🥰 - Enemies to lovers 💞 - Fluff 🥺 - Angst!! - Prepare tissues (you'll be in pain) - You'll need three boxes of tissues 🤧🤧 - Damn this story breaks my heart 💔 - Need to train your tears? This book's for you 🤡 - 'Lovely' is just chef's kiss honestly 😚👌

"Hyung will always be by your side, Sunghoon-ah" Heeseung promised. Even though, in his mind, he had already surrendered to a lifetime with Sunghoon long before he voiced it.

Yunki story !Warning! : drugs, abuse, age difference

Yeonjun and Beomgyu have always been close the kind of closeness that makes fans scream, edit fancams, and flood comment sections with hearts. They're used to it by now: the ship name, the teasing, the requests to act "sweet" on camera. It's part of the job. Part of being idols. But when a new show demands more "Yeongyu moments" than ever hugs, glances, scripted compliments the line between performance and reality starts to blur. They're acting. They're pretending. At least... that's what they keep telling themselves. But what happens when the pretending starts to feel real?

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Liliana swore off F1 drivers after a situationship gone wrong-until Ni-ki, the coldest racer on the grid, offers her a fake relationship she should have said no to.」 ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ Lily sighed, the sound heavy. She turned her head slightly to meet his gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "What the heck are we doing? "You tell me," he said, his voice now a low, dangerous murmur, like a blade wrapped in velvet. The words cut, precise and cold. "You're the one who keeps insisting this is casual." "Because it is casual. We made a deal. That's precisely what this is." "Right," he scoffed, the sound a sharp, brittle shard of irony. "A deal. With carefully managed timelines and choreographed fake flirting and matching outfits and-whatever this is." He gestured vaguely at the small, white flower still tucked innocently behind her ear, its delicate petals stark against her dark hair. "You're the one who initiated this, Ni-ki. You wanted this." "Yeah, well, maybe I didn't think it would feel so-" He stopped himself abruptly, jaw clenching, his gaze darting away as if the very words he was about to speak were a betrayal. "Forget it." "No, say it," she challenged, the words slipping out, propelled by a dangerous curiosity before she could even register them. "You want me to spell it out, Liliana?" he asked, looking back at her now, his head shaking slowly, a profound, aching regret etched into his sharp features. "We were supposed to fake-date to distract the media and make some exes jealous. Not end up sneaking into each other's heads at night." "You think I wanted that? You think I asked for this?" "You shouldn't," he snapped, rising to his feet as well, his proximity suddenly stifling, overwhelming. "Not if it's casual, remember?" "Maybe you're right," she said quietly. She brushed past him, the contact brief, electric, yet she kept m