The sound of the keys echoed in the room, LED lights glowing in a soft pastel purple, illuminating the background behind the boy sitting at the desk, surrounded by monitors showing both the game and the live streaming platform's settings. [...] "Send me that photo, please," Mingyu said, noticing Chan had taken pictures of the two of them. He wanted those pictures for himself.

The air was thick with tension as Wonwoo found himself walking down the aisle towards an uncertain future. Mingyu, his new husband, stood at the altar, his icy demeanor radiating a cold indifference that seemed to permeate the room. Wonwoo's heart pounded in his chest as he approached, his mind racing with a mixture of fear and anticipation. As he reached the altar, Wonwoo swallowed hard, his throat feeling dry and constricted. Mingyu's eyes locked onto his, their gaze like a sharp, steely knife, cutting through any pretense of warmth or affection. Wonwoo had harbored a secret crush on Mingyu for eight years, yet his feelings went unnoticed as Mingyu had a girlfriend. However, unforeseen circumstances led to their arranged marriage. "What happens next as Wonwoo and Mingyu embark on this unexpected journey in their arranged marriage?"

A sadistic, manipulative prince, isolated for his turbulent temper and his right hand man/attendant, the only person willing to endure it all just to satisfy the prince and stay by his side. Both pieces of a puzzle that fit to complete each other. Different people, living vast different lives, are now spending their days together revealing their hearts to one another. How will this relationship bloom? Images used are all from Pinterest. Credit to the rightful owners.

In their university days, Jeon Wonwoo and Kim Mingyu shared a deep, passionate relationship, filled with dreams of a future together. They were inseparable until the day Wonwoo mysteriously disappeared without a trace, leaving Mingyu heartbroken and confused. Mingyu searched everywhere, but it was as if Wonwoo had vanished off the face of the earth. Years later, Mingyu has become a rising star in the entertainment industry, though the void left by Wonwoo's absence remains a constant ache. Just as he's on the brink of a major breakthrough in his career, he meets his new manager, none other than Wonwoo. To Mingyu's shock, Wonwoo seems completely different. He's professional, distant, and most disturbingly, he appears to have no memory of their past relationship, or even of Mingyu himself. As they work closely together, Mingyu is haunted by memories of their time together, unable to reconcile the man he once loved with the one standing before him now. Determined to uncover the truth, Mingyu starts digging into Wonwoo's past, only to discover that Wonwoo's disappearance was tied to a dark, hidden secret. The closer Mingyu gets to the truth, the more he realizes that Wonwoo might not be the only one in danger. As old feelings resurface and new dangers emerge, Mingyu must navigate a web of deception, betrayal, and forgotten memories. Can he help Wonwoo recover what was lost, or will the shadows of the past consume them both?

Vampire's Mate #3 Wonwoo loves his life. He has his family, his friends, and a successful freelance career at just twenty-three. The only thing missing? His monster. The one Wonwoo has seen in his dreams for the past five years. Wonwoo doesn't know much about the enigmatic man from his visions, but he doesn't need to. He knows enough. He knows they belong together. Vampire Mingyu x Prophetic Dreamer Wonwoo

"Do I have to work with him?" "Unfortunately, yes. Terms and conditions." Jeon Wonwoo is sharp-tongued, sarcastic, and not afraid to roll his eyes at the absurdities of office life. He'd rather keep his head down and get through the day with minimal nonsense-but life has other plans. Enter Kim Mingyu: cold, distant, and annoyingly good at his job. He's the type of coworker who makes everyone nervous just by walking into the room-and the type Wonwoo can't seem to stop getting stuck with. Their partnership is anything but smooth. Wonwoo's biting remarks clash with Mingyu's icy silence, turning every meeting into a battle of wills. But between deadlines, late-night projects, and the thin line between hate and something dangerously close to attraction, the tension between them grows harder to ignore. See how sarcasm meets cold indifference-and how their story unfolds in Terms and Conditions.

When young art teacher Kwon Soonyoung accepts a position to tutor Wealthy Businessman Kim Mingyu's younger brother Kim Chan, he doesn't expect his journey to be anything but ordinary. Yet, on a quiet, mist-covered road, he encounters a mysterious man in white, ethereal, sorrowful, and lost. The brief meeting stirs something in Soonyoung: curiosity. At the manor, he meets Kim Mingyu, the cold, reserved heir whose eyes carry the weight of a love lost too soon. Locked away in silence and shadow, Mingyu is a man haunted by the tragic death of his spouse, his once-in-a-lifetime love. As days pass, the walls of the manor begin to whisper the secret kept. Then comes an anonymous letter, the one that opens old wounds and exposes truths long buried. In the heart of grief and secrecy, Kwon Soonyoung finds himself drawn into something far more profound than art... and begins to suspect the nameless man in white was never a stranger, not a coincidence but someone closely related to Kim Mingyu.

Kim Mingyu's life is built around love, loss, and responsibility. At just 26, he's a single father to his four-year-old son, Hansol, after losing his wife during childbirth. Between his demanding job as an architect and raising a child on his own, Mingyu barely has time to breathe, let alone take care of himself. But he keeps going-for Hansol, for the memory of the woman he loved, and for the quiet promise he made the day she passed: "I'll give him everything." When work becomes too much and his parents begin pressing him about moving on, Mingyu knows something has to change. At the recommendation of his best friend, Seungcheol, he hires Jeon Wonwoo, a soft-spoken barista with a gentle smile and calm eyes, to help look after Hansol. Wonwoo expects nothing more than a simple babysitting job. But what he finds instead is a small family still grieving, still healing, and still learning how to love again. Hansol latches onto Wonwoo almost immediately-calling him "Mumma Woo" and drawing crayon pictures of the three of them like it's always been that way. Wonwoo doesn't want to get attached, but the warmth of the home, the sound of Hansol's laughter, and the quiet way Mingyu smiles when no one's looking make it impossible not to. Everything becomes more complicated when Mingyu, out of desperation, tells his visiting parents that he has a new lover-hoping to stop their constant pressure to move on. But now they want to meet the supposed boyfriend, and with no one else to turn to, Mingyu asks Wonwoo to help him one last time: "Just pretend... just for a week." Wonwoo agrees, for Hansol's sake. For Mingyu's sake. Maybe even for his own. But fake smiles start to feel real. Late-night conversations blur the line between pretending and longing. And the way Mingyu looks at Wonwoo when Hansol falls asleep in his arms makes it harder and harder to remember what they're not.

If you ask Wonwoo when it all began, he'll tell you it didn't. Because nothing ever began with Mingyu. Mingyu was the kind of person who just... happened. Like summer heat, like loud laughter in quiet places, like falling asleep beside someone and waking up already missing them. They'd known each other since they were kids , since scraped knees and chasing fireflies, since "go away" meant "stay closer," and Mingyu never listened anyway. Back then, Mingyu was too loud. Too bright. Too much. Wonwoo didn't like loud things. But somehow, he never told Mingyu to be quiet. Not really. They grew up messily, awkwardly, in the way that boys with growing hearts do. Somewhere along the way, Mingyu got taller. Wonwoo got quieter. And love, whatever that was, started threading between them like light through leaves. Soft. Unspoken. Unnoticed. At least, by everyone except Mingyu. This is a story about: A boy who loved too loudly. And another who loved too quietly. It's about friendships that blur and feelings that twist, about secrets too dangerous to speak aloud, and moments that feel like forever even if they aren't. It's about what happens when one of them falls first. And waits for the other to catch up. Even when it hurts. Even when it's too late. This is the story of Wonwoo and Mingyu. Before the blood. Before the chaos. Before goodbye tasted like a kiss neither of them was ready to give. And before love, finally, painfully, made itself known.

Even if you lie, I still love you .