𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𐓷𐓷───────────𐓷𐓷 ❝your lips ft. my neck.❞ 𐓷𐓷───────────𐓷𐓷 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛... a girl falls for the biggest red flag ─ but how could she not, when he grabbed her by the waist and whispered in her ear that she was his... or was she? 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄... ! 𐓷𐓷───────────𐓷𐓷 geum seung-je x fem ! oc. weak hero class 2, 2025 fic published, 27.04.2025 completed, 19.05.2025 𐓷𐓷───────────𐓷𐓷 prettisun

╰┈➤ 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐈.. observed people to understand them. Chishiya observed them to use them. And for the first time in her life, she wondered.. was her ability to see through others a gift? Or a curse..? ** COMPLETED ** IMPRESSIVE RANKS!!: 1 in #aib 1 in #chishiya 9 in #majorcharacterdeath 31 in #ocean 27 in #comfort

"Yerin, is it not? Your weakness." For Yeon Sieun, Eunjang High was supposed to be a fresh start, a do-over. Instead, it's violence. Bloodshed. Brutality. And in the crossfire, the one person he cannot lose. To protect her, Sieun has only one choice- Fight. Yeon Sieun X OC Weak Hero Class 2 [Book 2] Note: Can be read as a standalone.

She spoke in laughter, he spoke in silence, but somehow, they understood each other. ᴡᴇᴀᴋ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ╱ ʏᴇᴏɴ ꜱɪᴇᴜɴ © rikurie, 2025

♦️ | Chishiya x OC | ♦️ *PART ONE FINISHED BASED ON S1&S2* PART TWO IN PROGRESS* "I've always have that thought about you, that I don't want to remember you longer, than I have ever known you." Seina was never ordinary unpredictable, an emotional rollercoaster, heartbreakingly beautiful and brilliant, yet broken in every possible way. She stopped caring about life a while ago, no longer afraid of death. She was an addict, always to something else - by day, to her profession, to medicine; by night, to alcohol, drugs, fear, danger and the chaos of the nightlife. But when she ends up in Borderland, she must find a new addiction. A familiar face from her past. A hurtful memory. An unreachable heart. Chishiya. "The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars. "

𐔌 𝓤𝖘𝔢 𝖒𝔢, 𝓘 𝖍𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝖔𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝖆 𝓓𝖔𝔩𝔩 𝓗𝖊𝔞𝔯𝔱 𐦯 𝓨𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐈 𝓜𝐈𝐔𝐑𝐀's daily life focuses on taking lifes, living off every stolen breath. She more enjoys the view of a rotting, empty corpse than an alive, warm human. Assuming she's even capable of feeling. She finds it nothing else but an unefficient disgrace. Unefficient in terms of her 'work', where being an empty, perfect doll is actually an advantage. To the point that she doesn't see a place for herself anywhere other than as a doll-like savior from digression. 𝓑ut what if the curtain blocking her finally rises on its own, opening her eyes to see another porcelain filled with organs and blood? 𝓢𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑Ō 𝓒𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 focuses on saving lives, trying to find out if his own is worth saving. Ever since he started college and even as a surgical intern, he hasn't been able to find the answer to his question. He claims that he lives only to show others how empty a human can be. Findings emotions as a weakness, something suited only for pathetic humans-so not someone like him. 𝓑ut what if instead of a beating heart, he meets an empty, maybe non-existent one, just like his? 𝓞ne born to take lives, the other born to save them. A world in which there is no room for morality, nor principles, let alone for judging who is good and who is evil. An absolute rabbit hole, where anything can be an advantage, but also a deadly weakness. 𝓓espite theoretical differences, they see each other as their reflection. The same gaze, the same body language. The same emptiness. 𝓑oth unaware of the meaning of life. Both empty as porcelain dolls sitting on your shelf, covered in old dust. Both impossible to change unless someone finally takes an interest in them. 𝓑ut are even two identical, morbid souls eeven capable of tolerating each other? started: middle of May '25 I assume?

ᴋᴀᴢᴜᴍɪ ʜᴀᴅᴀ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛ. ᴄʜɪꜱʜɪʏᴀ x ᴏᴄ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 1/2 ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 1

➷｡˚ ೃ࿔₊• 𝘴. 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤 "𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧. 𝐈𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐝" what happens when you find yourself trapped in a cruel word? a world full of despair, where you aren't able to do anything to help yourself. not to mention, other people. in that world, full of despair, you found warmth. a warmth you never knew you needed from someone. that place wasn't made for love, but you tried to make it possible. you weren't just playing the game master's games. you were also playing chishiya's and they were even more deadly. ╚══ஓ๑ 1/12/21 ๑ஓ══╝ #1 cards - 12.01.22 #2 hearts - 03.02.22

╰┈➤ 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈.. returning on tour was more than a physical journey, it was a pilgrimage to reclaim the parts of her soul lost in the constant spotlight. With bittersweet resolve, she prepared to step away from the life she had meticulously built, ready to search for a new melody that spoke of healing, of authenticity, and of the hope that even the brightest stars sometimes need to find their way back to darkness to truly shine. ** COMPLETED ** 132,528k words !!! <33 (including all A/N's and character intro chapters.)