DISCLAIMER::: I started writing this a YEAR ago, which means it's horribly written, in first person for the first few chapters, and over al SUPER cringy (I don't know how to write in 1th person anymore-) ~~~ When Minho moves into a new apartment, he hears weird noises from his neighbour. What are those noises? When he decides to find out, he wished he never saw or heard anything happen. Minho just moved in into a nice apartment, starting college in a few days. He meets a sweet but very shy kid, named Jisung. Who is that kid, though? Minsung STARTED WRITING: 26-11-23 (26th of November 2023) PUBLISHED FIRST CHAPTER: 12-10-24 (12th of October 2024) PUBLISHED LAST CHAPTER: 20-11-24 (20th of November 2024)

When you're a broken boy who's never really known what love feels like, what happens when the one person who finally understands you... is your therapist? What happens when his gentle voice, his patience, the way he looks at you like you're not too much- starts to mean more than it should? What happens when you forget it's his job? When you start booking more sessions just to see him. When you replay his words at 3 a.m. When the line between comfort and craving begins to blur. When it claws at you. Jisung has a little problem. And it might be exactly that. TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG [AGEGAP]

Jisung knows his time is limited. He's made peace with it. With endings. With silence. So he looks for beauty where he can- in quiet mornings, in cute bunnies crossing the streets, in simply being alive. High School is cruel. The bullying is expected. What he doesn't expect... is the boy who hurts him to be the one who makes him want to stay. And maybe... just maybe- Cancer does have it's perks. You won't know... unless you read. [credits for the title to a taekook writer, the story is my own but the title idea came from that ff- although i think it's unpublished- not sure.] TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG

A quiet night in a crowded city becomes the crossing point of two very different worlds-one loud with recognition, the other steady with distance. What begins as a moment of curiosity turns into something harder to name-an unspoken understanding, a quiet pull, a connection that neither of them expected to find in the middle of a restless street. Not everything loud stays that way. Not everything quiet is empty. And sometimes, under the same streetlight, two people see each other more clearly than anyone else ever has. 🥇#1 Minsung HELLO?????? 26.03.2026