YUNJU
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My Annoying Demon | Cheetoz ✓ by mokalattez
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Yunah was sent to the mortal realm by the demon lord to spread chaos, but she terrorizes Minju's life instead. Yunah [G!P] This work is a converted fanfiction. All credit goes to the original author. Originally written by ©dg_moon.
A Girl Like You || Yunju by yejis26thwife
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Minju is top of her class, quiet, focused, and allergic to school drama. Noh Yunah is everything she can't stand: popular, loud, reckless... and rumoured to leave a different girl heartbroken every week. When Minju is forced to be Yunah's lab partner, she expects the worst. But behind Yunah's smirk and reputation is someone unexpectedly thoughtful and deeply insecure. The more time they spend together, the more Minju starts to question what she thought she knew about Yunah. And Yunah? She's already fallen. She just doesn't believe someone like Minju could ever feel the same.
Cherish // YUNJU - ILLIT by ghosyeonji
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At BELIFT High, Minju is admired but friendless, while Yunah prefers to keep things lighthearted and avoid any real responsibilities. A ridiculous rumour forces top student Minju and underachiever Yunah into an unlikely partnership. Although they were both prepared to go through high school alone, they begin a reluctant alliance. inspired by She Is Still Cute Today Start: 11/01/25 Published: 25/01/25 Ended: 03/05/25 #1 yunju [1/3/25] #1 yunah [5/4/25] #1 minju [20/4/25] #1 iroha [27/4/25] #2 wonhee [19/2/25] #2 moka [22/4/25] #3 illit [3/5/25] #1 cherish [4/3/25]
Words I Couldn't Say || Yunju by yejis26thwife
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Every Wednesday, Noh Yunah finds a letter waiting in her locker that is anonymous, thoughtful, and written with a familiarity that lingers. She never asks who it's from. Park Minju lives quietly on the edges of the same school, keeping her world small and controlled. Writing is the only place where she allows herself to be honest. As senior year unfolds, routines begin to shift, and what has remained unsaid for years starts to press gently but persistently toward the surface.