-Straykids everywhere all around the world, you make straykids stay!~ -the story of skz

Han Jisung lives in the shadows of his own life-working two jobs, surviving day by day, unnoticed by the world around him. Nights are long, quiet, and heavy, filled with the hum of strangers and the dim glow of bar lights. Until one evening, a pair of cold eyes finds him. Silent. Unyielding. Watching. In a world that thrives on power, control, and danger, Han is about to learn that some glances carry more weight than words-and that even the quietest life can be disrupted by a presence impossible to ignore. A story of slow-burning desire, subtle obsession, and the delicate line between fear and fascination. He's invisible. Forgotten. Safe. Until the night someone notices him. A slow-burning dark romance, where one look can change everything.

Welcome to the world of four unhinged teenagers who somehow have money, trauma, good looks, and zero brain cells in the right order. Lily: fashion icon, part-time menace, full-time Jeongin bully. Jeongin: "fashion boy," lover of peace, except the peace Lily steals from him. Miley: quiet, observant, emotionally unavailable, would rather play games than socialize. Felix: prince-like, calm, mysterious... but will break bones if someone looks at Miley for too long. Everything would've been normal-well, their version of normal-until one prom night where:a random rich guy named Mark tries to flirt his way into Miley's family fortune, Lily starts drooling over said Mark, Jeongin's sixth sense screams "danger but also I hate this man," Felix searches Mark on his phone like he's preparing for a murder, and Miley is so done she wants to go home before anyone catches on fire. Spoiler: they still somehow manage to create chaos, jealousy, secret moments, bad decisions, good food, and enough drama to power three K-dramas and a fanfiction. But at the end of the day... they are each other's people- even if Lily is actively trying to punch Jeongin 80% of the time.

Ava Hartwell believes in peace, personal space, and minding her own business. Unfortunately, the universe does not. Lyra Hartwell believes in chaos, loud opinions, and annoying people for fun. Especially one very specific guy. Evan Blackwell is calm, observant, and suspicious of coincidences. Noah Blackwell thinks coincidences are cool... until they get weird. Same flight abroad. Same ridiculously expensive house. Same university. Same classes. Same seats. Too many "oops" moments. Too many arguments. Too many why are YOU here? #justwriteit. Coincidence? Yeah. Sure. Let's go with that. A story full of chaos, calm, barking arguments, accidental feelings, and four people slowly realizing that the universe might be playing matchmaker - badly.

When Chaerin thought she escaped the past trying to live a new life she meets a boy who starts to mess with her head. As more and more memories resurface she tries to keep them all a secret but the silence isn't always the right choice. Two broken souls find comfort in each other, but it doesn't mean they're meant to be. But does that really matter if they're not? In the end it's love that counts. And their love isn't something you can just ignore. How to forget forever? Because "forever" she was promised was something unforgetable. And maybe, just maybe, she'll find someone to fill this hole in her heart.

Power hides in shadows. Danger moves silently. One name commands fear, respect, and obsession-L. No one knows who they are, what they want, or where they will strike next. And one person is determined to uncover the truth, even if it costs everything. Every whisper, every glance, every move... leads closer to the shadow no one can escape.

University is hard. It's supposed to be. Just like life. But what if either of those get so hard that dying seems easier? 8 Boys who hide their pain, scars and wounds in different ways. Some with laughter, loudness and chaos. Others with sarcasm, coldness and distance. Yet others try to dull the ache in their soul by helping others. 8 lost souls tied together by fate. Completely different and yet so similar. But there are things binding them: scars and music. Carved in RED is about pain, love, revenge, death, grief, heartbreak and found family. It's also about identity and standing for who your are. LGBTQIA+ is labeled disgusting and wrong in a lot of country's, especially Korea. So this is a lot about finding out who you are, who you want to be, fighting for the things that you love, standing up for who you are and being against the norms. If you've previously red one of my other fanfics then you know that it's going to be dark. Real dark. So trigger warning time🥰: -self harm -eating disorder -suicide -death -knives/stabbing -drugs/pills -guns -violence -sexual assault/rape - smut... - blunt language Bi-weekly updates! If you feel uncomfortable at any Point in the story then take a break, there's no shame in being affected by any of these things, I am myself. This story is supposed to include alls eight of them so if you have the feeling I'm not writing enough about a certain character please tell me! Other then that I hope you enjoy this!

She was childish. He was mature. She loved him madly-by childhood He loved someone else... or at least, he thought he did. "Jungkooshii... I love you..." Her blue eyes sparkled with happiness, her tiny lips stretched in a shy smile, her chubby hands trembling as she held a rose toward him. "B-Bunny... I... love you too... but not this way..." His voice cracked, his hand instinctively rising to cup her chubby face. His heart broke as he watched her lips wobble... the rose fell... she stepped back... and tears slipped down silently. __ his hand tightly holding someone else's. The ring with his name shined proudly Far behind, a small fragile girl clutched her father's hand, blue eyes swimming in tears, her nails digging into his skin as if she would drown without support. (BUT there other person who is in same condition for his one side love who's the bride to be Jungkook's) And then... she did something that changed everything. Something that ended with her becoming his wife. "Him or me?" her father asked. And with trembling lips and tear-filled eyes, she chose him. He was her world. She was his responsibility... and his resentment. "I love you with my whole heart," she whispered. "I hate you with my whole heart," he replied. Was her love not pure? Was she wrong? Did she break everyone's heart? Or... Did she only break herself? Or maybe- "THEY ALL BROKE HER" Let's see what cracks first: Her innocent heart "or" His walls of hate. Everything was against her- fate, family, and even him. But her stubborn, pure, childish heart kept screaming only one truth: He just- only- "BELONGS TO HER" A story of madness. A story of hatred. A story of pain. A story of everything broken. All beggars of love. All victims of love. A story of a small, pure, innocent heart. "BELONGS TO HER" This whole story of mine Mine imagination all I strictly took action If someone try to copy even a small part

"Love is the quiet fire that turns ordinary moments into eternal constellations."

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