Yoonchae Jeung, a triving K-Pop idol in the industry. Well-known, loved- until a nasty rumor turns everything around. Years of hard work and patience just crushed within a few days. Her agency was in desperate need of a good lawyer right now.. ... Megan Skiendiel, secretly and probably the most die-hard fan of Yoonchae. So when the rumors came out, she didn't believe a single one. Oh by the way, did I mention she was a lawyer?

Letters from a lover. Surfing gave Megan purpose again. It made her feel like she could breathe again. But when she wasnt the world felt broken and she was falling in the broken cracks. But blue letters leave her feelijg things she shouldn't Flowers bloom and all Megan got in address was 9 letters that held love in her heart.

"There was this girl at the station," Yoonchae sighed in irritation, "She would not stop staring at me the entire time I was waiting for my train to arrive." Sophia set down her fork as her eyebrows furrowed. "What did she look like?" "She had dark hair... But with bleach running through it. Streaks, I think. She looked maybe Chinese?" The fork slipped from Sophia's fingers and clinked against the plate. She knew exactly who it was, and the realization sat in her chest like a bomb. She looked at her sister again and knew that she was talking about her best friend. It was Megan Skiendiel, with her terrible habit of falling for people she had no business falling for, had gone and set her sights on Yoonchae of all people. Her sister. "That's my best friend." "...What?" "Megan Skiendiel." Sophia mumbled. "That fucking bitch." COMPLETELY FICTION!

arranged marriage but fall in love.... meichae

The sound of it twisted in my chest. It wasn't jealousy. It couldn't be. I'd just wanted... acknowledgment. No, that wasn't it. I wanted her. In the high-stakes of racing, two fierce competitors are forced into a fake relationship to save their reputations. As they navigate the chaos of the racing circuit, their mutual disdain begins to fade, revealing unexpected feelings that could change everything. Will love bloom on the racetrack, or will their rivalry tear them apart?

This is my first story! Also I personally do not ship them irl, but am using them as characters in my book. This book is about 2 college classmates who fall in love despite their differences.

Just a normal story of Coworkers right? NO YOU'RE WRONG ITS NOT NORMAL it's yuri and it's meichae Yoonchae the CEO alpha I'm jsp but Yoonchae the owner of the company fancies Megan but she really doesn't know how to express it or even tell her she likes her so it will be very hard for her to get closer to Megan without making it weird

As the story grows more affection, their love grows stronger, an unhealthy obsession, like a drug no one can describe. every night, megan writes a poem about yoonchae. a poem that can't even make out the words of how much she loves yoonchae, she just cant say it in person though. she cant build up the courage to flirt back at her. yoonchae doesn't know if she wants this, but all she knows is that she needs it. the flirting, the text messages, the glances that seem like they mean something, and maybe they do. maybe it leads to something dreadful, or something.. undesirable.

Megan's the perfect daughter Yoonchae's parents always wanted, but never actually had. Now, Yoonchae has to live with her, and try not to fall for her.

They grew up on different tracks, under different pressures. But somehow always ended up chasing the same finish line. Jeung Yoonchae is precision. cold, calculated, untouchable behind the wheel. raised in a world where second place meant failure, she drives like she has something to prove, and everything to lose. Megan Skiendiel is chaos. Instinct, fire, and a reckless kind of brilliance that makes engineers nervous and fans obsessed. She doesn't just race to win, she races to feel alive. DTM Racing turned them into rivals. Every season, every lap, every corner, closer, sharper, more dangerous. Their names dominate headlines. Their battles define an era. The paddock calls it a rivalry. But rivalries aren't supposed to feel like this.