❛ In which two young teenagers who hate each other got paired up for a dance project. ❜ ― NISHIMURA RIKI rikidazed, 2021.

𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺? a quiet girl saves a loud boy from dying - and in return, he teaches her how to live. (it starts with a fake relationship but ends with something much worse: allergies...?) 𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲. . . 𐓷𐓷───────────𐓷𐓷 Nishimura Ni-ki x fem ! oc. enhypen 2025 fic, 1999 au published, 23.07.2025 completed, 20.09.2025 𐓷𐓷───────────𐓷𐓷 prettisun

"𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙗𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚, 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪" "𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪" Highest Rankings: #1 belift - 201020 #1 ilandniki - 201024 #1 ni-ki - 201124 #1 niki - 201203 #1 nikienhypen - 201212 #1 nishimurariki - 210106 #1 riki - 210106 #1 nishimuraniki - 210117 #1 rikinishimura - 210222

sori moves to seoul for dance quiet, focused, alone. then she meets ni-ki. distant, unreadable, and far too captivating. in a story of late-night practices, silent glances, and slow steps toward something unknown, sori begins to realize that maybe dance isn't the only thing she came here to find.

"𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪." "𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚." 𝚜: 𝟶𝟺-𝟷𝟶-𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺 𝚎: 𝟶𝟾-𝟷𝟶-𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻

❝you know, i could tweet about you smoking right now❞ - in which the famous kpop idol, Ni-ki, is caught smoking behind a building. ; idol!riki + social media au. book 1 in the idol series. © PANDAHYUCKIE, 2025. #1 in NI-KI #1 in KPOP #1 in ENHYPEN #1 in IDOL #1 in RIKI #1 in JAKE #1 in JUNGWON #1 in SUNOO #1 in SUNGHOON #1 in FF #1 in BELIFT #1 in NISHIMURARIKI #1 in SIMJAEYUN #1 in PARKSUNGHOON #1 in LEEHEESEUNG

She found a stray cat outside her mansion... and named him Snowflake-sama. Fluffy, white, and impossibly cute, he acted like any other cat-aloof, picky, and full of sass. But Snowflake-sama isn't just a cat. He's handsome. He's jealous. He's possessive. And when the night comes... he's entirely human. She's the mama he won't share. He's the cat she can't resist. 🐾 Can Ai handle life with a cat who's way too hot for his own good?

Imagine you find out your ex boyfriend Heeseung is famous now. As you get to know him again, you grow close to him and his band mates. All is going good until Jake makes a shocking confession. What will happen to the three of you? -If you are reading this, thank you so much <3- No use of Y/N - Female Pronouns

- two penpals swore an oath to never discover their true identities aside from names, that is, up until one day haeun unknowingly finds herself transferring to the same school as her penpal, riki nishimura - the difference? he knows that she's his penpal, and she has no idea

「 ⩩ 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