"𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙞𝙩, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚." "𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝." Despite their differences, Keonho finds himself drawn to Yinhua's unpredictable world, while Yinhua can't understand why the "perfect" Keonho won't leave her alone. What starts as irritation slowly turns into something deeper... but will opposites really attract, or will their worlds be too far apart? 𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒛 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔#2 🥈- #ahnkeonho (10/22/25) 🥉- #cortisjuhoon (10/29/25) 🥇- #cortiskeonho (11/04/25)

Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. The story features real-life idols, but the events, personalities, and situations are entirely fictional. This story is created for entertainment purposes only and is not meant to represent or harm the real-life individuals in any way. All characters' actions and thoughts are imagined by the author. Characters:Keonho,Juhoon,Martin,James,Seonghyeon,Y/N,Yuna Story line is Y/N meeting her first love in the hallway...

ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ #1: ❝I wonder under all of that cold mask, does she love me, or am I just being delusional?❞ જ⁀➴ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 the seemingly unbreakable chill of Park Chaerin, the serious maknae of ILLIT, begins to thaw under the relentless, genuine warmth of Ahn Keonho, the sunshine maknae of CORTIS.

She wrote the words he sang to the world - never knowing they were all meant for her. In the quiet glow of the studio, where music speaks louder than words, their hearts found each other in secret melodies and unfinished lyrics. She was the hidden voice behind his fame, and he was the muse she never meant to fall for. "You always write like you're in love," he said softly, eyes meeting hers through the dim light. "Maybe I am," she whispered - but he never realized every song was about him. Between the rhythm of late-night sessions and the silence between songs, love began to bloom - fragile, forbidden, and achingly real. And though the world called her a ghost, he called her his melody.

Your ex-situationship is a famous member of CORTIS. He dumped you because he said he wasn't ready for a commitment since their K-pop group was rising in popularity, and you agreed because you're a working student. But one day, while you were on your way home, you saw Seonghyeon outside your apartment.

Fourteen-years-old Élise leaves France for a summer in Seoul, expecting nothing more than a temporary job she got out of luck, new routines, and long-distance calls home. Between unfamiliar streets, convienience-store dinners, and the quiet pressure of growing up too fast, she begins to build a life that feels entirely her own. But on her first day, a brief, unfinished conversation in a hallway reminds her that some encounters don't end when you walk away. And that some summers change direction without warning. { Speaking about warning, I would like to add that if your an adult reading this this is a reminder that Louis is currently 15. I let you sit with that. } Anyway guys, enjoy 🤭 Highest ranking: - 1st on #louis ( I'm so happy guysss ) - 1st on #frenchgirl - 2nd on #woojin and #ohyul Thank you all so much for everything <3

Blasian OC IN WHICH two lovers who have been together since they were fifteen break apart at seventeen, when one of them chooses to chase the blinding stage lights of a K-pop idol career over the quiet comfort of first love. Two years later, fate pulls them back into each other's orbit. But between strict contracts, flashing cameras, and the fragile normalcy of everyday life, they're forced to navigate the distance between a world that shines too bright and one that never stopped waiting.

Hi thanks for viewing my story! LNGSHOT one shots These fanfics are from my Tumblr in case you would want to follow: @playb0ic0rt1s I only take requests on Tumblr!! I only write somewhat mature content for Ryul and Ohyul! I also take requests on my tumblr for Cortis!

IN WHICH, A blasian girl with a quiet heart falls for the boy everyone loves, only to watch her best friend take him first. Caught between loyalty and longing, she becomes the center of a not-so-secret plan as his friends try to tip the scales of fate-nudging him to see that the right choice isn't the loudest star, but the one who's been glowing softly all along.

Never Let Go Quiet Zoe from Côte d'Ivoire-obsessed with ballet, calisthenics, and tutting-finally gets into Seoul's Hanlim Arts High School, the same elite spot LNGSHOT's maknae Louis attends. She plans to stay invisible, just dancing in peace. One late evening, she's alone in a practice room, locked in, moving slow and sensual to "Saucin'"-sweat-glistening body rolls, sharp tuts, elegant lines. Louis walks in by chance, freezes, then softly claps. "Désolé..." he says in that gentle French-Korean voice, but he doesn't leave. They talk, easy and late. Friendship sparks: snacks, playlists, her teaching him tut steps, him wrapping her in his hoodie with soft "you okay?" checks. He's golden retriever fluffy-concerned, warm, protective. Tension builds-lingering hands, heated stares, his breath close as he mirrors her moves. It explodes on a rainy weekend in the empty dorm. Slow dancing turns hungry. Kisses deepen; clothes fall away. "Tell me if it's too much," he whispers, eyes full of care. It's not. Slow, intense, perfect-bodies syncing, French-Korean murmurs, gasps, his hands gentle but sure as he tells her how beautiful she is, how he's wanted her since that first night. They steal more heated moments-practice rooms, dorm nights-always him holding her like she's everything. Then: two pink lines. Zoe's terrified. She shows him in their starting room, hands shaking. Louis pulls her close instantly. No panic. He cups her face, wipes her tears. "Hey... look at me," he says softly. "We're in this together. I love you-both of you. I'm not going anywhere." He kisses her forehead, then lips, slow and steady. "We'll figure it out. I've got you." Later, hand protective on her stomach, he whispers French lullabies, already devoted.