time is not a force to be reckoned with, although I fear we may already be too late.

Minho's days revolve around the warmth of the oven; Chan's, around the cold hum of his office. They share a home but not a life, well, not really. But when Minho's heart falters, both are forced to realize that the things left unspoken don't stay quiet forever.

He's tired. Exhausted, really. Not just in body-but in spirit, in soul. Every day feels like a silent war he didn't ask to fight. The fear- It lingers like smoke, always in the air. The fear of him. The one who forced his way in and never left. The one who turned safety into a stranger. He dreads going to work. He dreads the hallways, the rehearsals, the possibility of brushing past him. He dreads the lies he tells with a smile. "I'm fine." "I'm just tired." "I'm okay." He hides. From the truth. From his members. From the question in their eyes he's too scared to answer. How do you tell the people you love that someone is breaking you? Slowly. Quietly. Every single day. If only he had the courage. Just one moment of boldness- To look him in the eye and say, "No more." Would that set him free? He hopes so. He has to hope. Because right now, hope is all he's got left.

Stalker. Assassin. Simple prey. Simple target. Unless talk about psychological paranoia. (Contains violence.) 🥇#contractkiller (06/02/2026) & (18/03/2026) 🥇#topbangchan (01/03/2026) Start - 04/02/2026

When Minho was only four years old, his parents sold him to a deranged doctor for a mere $1000. They said he was "too naughty," too troublesome to raise, and left without a glance back. The doctor took him to a hidden underground facility known as Chamber 209-a place where thirteen children, all between four and seven, were caged for illegal psychological experiments. There, Minho was stripped of his name and given a number instead: 122. For twenty-three long years, he remained confined, isolated from the world, his humanity slowly eroded by fear and silence. Now twenty-six, he struggles to speak in full sentences, his voice limited to small, broken words. Years of captivity taught him that silence meant safety, and speech could bring pain. Even free, his mind still echoes with the walls of Chamber 209.

"My professor is my roommate!?" "Ground rules!?" "My life's officially fucked up." 🥇#topbangchan (21/02/2026) & (06/03/2026) 🥇#bottomleeknow (31/03/2026) 🥇#straykidsff (10/04/2026) Start - 19/02/2026

They thought it was over. But obsession never dies-it evolves. After surviving the relentless terror of a faceless stalker, Stray Kids begin to rebuild. Hope returns. Music becomes healing again. Until a new threat rises from the shadows. The stalker has found an ally: a deranged scientist who believes music is more than sound-it is power. Using twisted experiments and forbidden technology, he tears open the fragile veil between art and reality, scattering the members across dimensions built from their own songs... and the songs of others. Each member wakes up alone, trapped inside a world shaped by lyrics and melody-where nothing is as it seems, and every note can turn deadly. To reunite, they must survive impossible landscapes, face reflections of their deepest fears, and follow a path written in music itself. But time is running out. And the stalker is watching. Always. The final stage is waiting: a ceremony that will bring them back together-or end them forever. Because this time, the performance isn't for the fans. It's for vengeance.

" you lied...all this time...." I stuttered taking a few steps back. "oh my darling...don't be scared...i won't hurt you..." he said laughing " maybe a little bit" he added with a huge smirk his eyes flashing red....this is not the boy I fell for...this is not my sweet boyfriend who I loved for three years now....

Content to live in his superstar twin's shadow, Evan Reed never expected to join the volleyball team-or fall for his brother's best friend. But one accidental collision sets off a whirlwind of spikes, secrets, and unexpected feelings that just might pull him into the spotlight for good. *** Evan has spent his entire life living in the shadow of his twin brother and volleyball prodigy, Ethan Reed. And to be honest? He likes it there. No expectations, no pressure, just quiet. That is, until one day he trips and falls into a boy, and subsequently triggers a highly dramatic series of events that starts with him reluctantly joining the volleyball team, and ends with him dating his brother's best friend. (And unfortunately, after all of it, he's still on the volleyball team.) *** NOW COMPLETED

In his past life, Hyunjin was blind blinded by ambition, sweet lies, and false friendships. Born into privilege and married off young to Minho, a quiet yet dangerously beautiful heir no one dared to provoke, Hyunjin only saw him as a cage. He believed he was trapped, and he craved freedom. So he ran. Into the arms of "friends" who whispered rebellion, into the embrace of a man who only lusted after his name and power. What followed was betrayal, ruin, and humiliation. Stripped of everything, Hyunjin died with bitter hatred in his heart... and Minho's name on his lips. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Hyunjin opens his eyes again, reborn on the very day after his marriage to Minho. Looking at the ethereal man asleep beside him, Hyunjin's heart thunders in disbelief. The husband he rejected and humiliated in his past life... he's even more dangerous than he thought, powerful, untouchable, and still impossibly beautiful. But this time, Hyunjin is not the naive fool he once was. This life, he's keeping Minho close. Very close. Let the schemers come. Let the jealous burn. Hyunjin's rebirth is not for revenge, it's for redemption. And if the man he once scorned can forgive him... maybe this time, he can rewrite their ending.