Mia didn't come to Seoul to fall in love. Landing a job as a stylist assistant at HYBE felt like a miracle, a golden ticket into the world she'd only watched through screens. But reality is entirely different. ENHYPEN was her comfort once. But the boys she thought she knew are idols who barely notice the workers behind their image. Some are standoffish. Some don't speak to her at all. And some - like Ni-Ki - just stare. When her anonymous art account starts gaining traction online, it feels like validation . One of her designs, posted under a pseudonym, ends up on a member during a high-profile shoot. It's surreal, thrilling... but she can't claim it. Not without risking everything. No one knows it was hers - except Ni-Ki. And now he's looking at her differently. Because in a world built on performance, falling in love in plain sight might just be the most dangerous act of all.

in which jeni kang is the new girl at han academy, and she happens to steal the heart of the hottest boy at school, nishimura niki. what happens when other boys and girls get involved, and the two can't decide between a relationship and more? or in which jeni finds herself at a new school, with a friend group better than any other. she finds herself particularly close to a certain japanese boy who she shares a desk with. does love blossom? cliche high school romance ( not my best work, check out my page please! ) ocs x nishimura riki x enhypen

燃間 || 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆. It wasn't supposed to mean anything - a glance, a word, a moment too close. But things change. People change. And sometimes, the line between wanting and warning starts to blur.

He stepped closer, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating off him. His voice dropped, low and dangerous. His gaze snapped to hers, sharp and warning. "Haerin... if I touch you, I won't stop." Her breath hitched. Her fingers twitched, aching to brush against him again. "And... what if I don't want you to stop?" she whispered, heart pounding. A smirk flickered on his lips-not soft, not teasing, but full of control. "Then... you'll regret it." [ started : 27-12-2025 ] [ completed : 10-02-2026 ]

He's my stepbrother, my tormentor, my obsession... and I'm about to become his favorite toy. My Fault meets After Belle feels in over her head when she is forced to move to South Korea with her sister and mother after her mother marries a tech icon. Thrown into a world of wealth, power, and scrutiny, she struggles to find her place. Especially when her new stepbrother, cold and dangerously alluring, seems to despise her on sight. But beneath his cruel smirks and sharp words lurks something far more dangerous; an forbidden desire that neither of them can control.

🔞At just twenty, Niki rules Tokyo's underworld with ice in his veins and a name whispered like a ghost - The Phantom. Untouchable. Unstoppable. Until Kiyohara Yuka - an 18-year-old prodigy locked away from the world - crashes into his path. Her beauty and razor-sharp mind become the one forbidden thrill he can't control, and the girl who's never tasted danger suddenly becomes the Phantom's most dangerous addiction. #2 on #LEEHEESEUNG!!!! #2 on #NIKI #1 on #ENGENE

"𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙮." "𝙍𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙣." Two idols. Two rival groups. A rivalry built on sharp words, stolen glances, and tension that refuses to stay buried. Sera and Niki were never supposed to cross that line - not with cameras everywhere, reputations on the line, and careers that could shatter in a heartbeat. But when resentment turns into desire, and rivalry starts to feel dangerously addictive, self-control becomes optional. This isn't love. It's reckless. It's forbidden. It's 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀. *ੈ✩‧₊˚♬⋆.˚⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋮ #1 ni-ki #1 niki #1 riki #1 nishimurariki #1 enhypen #1 heeseung #1 jake #1 sunghoon #1 kpop #1 kpopidol

「 ⩩ 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