She was never supposed to be his hero. A doctor who lives in hospital hallways and sleepless nights, Y/N has spent her life saving others while quietly breaking herself apart. At a single fan meeting, one violent moment changes everything-placing her in front of a blade meant for Kim Seungmin, and binding their lives together in blood, silence, and unfinished words. What follows isn't a fairytale romance. It's soft glances across clinic beds. Late-night check-in texts. Hands that linger a second too long. A love that grows in the quiet spaces between chaos and care. He's an idol adored by millions. She's the woman who never lets anyone take care of her. But when the world keeps demanding her strength, he becomes the one who notices the bruises she hides-and refuses to look away. Because some loves don't start with confessions. They start with staying. And this one... might be the most dangerous kind of all.

━ ⋆ ⚘ ⋆ ━ "I can't hurt you. Even if I wanted to," he muttered, voice low, unreadable. Seungmin's fists clenched at his sides. He looked like he had something to say, but you were past listening. "Why?! You never fucking hesitated before!" you spat, your voice shaking with fury. His jaw tightened. "Because you're my best friend's precious little sister." Your blood ran cold. "Then act like it," you seethed. "Help me get him back." His gaze locked onto yours, something shifting-like your words had shattered whatever restraint he had left. His eyes softened into that puppy look. A long silence. Then, a slow exhale. "Oh, fuck it." ━ ⋆ ⚘ ⋆ ━

y/n always felt left out at home. But in school she is the center of attention. Everyone is looking up to her and treating her like a queen. Everyone but Seungmin. Instead of ignoring him, she's starting to feel, that his attention is the only one she ever really cared about. Is he willing to give her what she wants?

❝ I'd kiss you, but there's blood on your lips. ❞ ╰┈➤ Pulled into a ruthless fight club, Seungmin must learn to hit back-- and his unlikely teacher, a former bully, might just be his ticket to freedom. [ A High school love story | Seungmin × Fem¡ oc × Hyunjin ] -- This book contains mature and dark themes, including; ➳ Violence ➳ Psychological Manipulation ➳ Bullying ➳ Blood, Injury and Gore ➳ Depression ➳ Strong Language ➳ Mention of Alcohol/ Smoking ➳ Sexual innuendos Reader's Discretion is Advised.

𝓛𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓹𝓸𝓽𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 ~ He's the idol...she's just a girl with a dark past. ____________ THANK YOU!!!! For the 1K it means a lot to me that you guys even like this story...thank you so much again! 🫶✨

"if you think this was personal," he said quietly. "it wasn't." you laughed, soft and bitter. "oh, that's supposed to help? wow. thanks, seungmin. i definitely don't feel insane for thinking you were lying to chris for me." you leaned in, fists bunching his shirt. "you're cold and evil, got it? such an arrogant prick. for a second i wanted to jump over that table and strangle you when i realized you were faking it. but that's what you do, right? pretend to be decent so no one sees what you actually are." he swallowed, eyes flicking to your lips before snapping back up. "get off me." "make me." the silence that followed was dangerous. your breathing roared in your ears as everything hit at once, your thighs tight at his sides, his thumbs brushing the inside of your wrists, his legs pinned beneath you, heat bleeding through the thin fabric between you. shit, this wasn't how you wanted it to go. ₊ ˚. 🕯️ ⊹₊ ⋆ A group of young people. Every heard of them? Probably not. Their name is The Movement... and they sure as hell will switch over your innocent imaginations of life. especially in the middle of war...