I expressed my grief through suicide attempts hoping that one day, maybe in another timeline, I would get rid of the curse that was causing everyone to leave me. It felt lonely and, to be honest, I fully believed my life was done for. However, a stranger came into my life at the right moment and showed me what happiness actually meant. Lee Minho saved me. this book might contain: self harm eating disorder suicide #1 in depersonalization (7th may) #1 in minsung (8th july) #1 in straykids (28th july) #1 in depression (7th nov) #1 in hanjisung (5june24)

Sitting at the bed with a halo at your head, was it all a disguise? We're all gonna die. --- "YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!" "I hope you're so fucking happy with yourself. I hope you feel so fucking accomplished. I hope your life is so fucking good right now. I hope you get every-fucking-thing you deserve, you absolute fucking scumbag!" --- Minsung +additional side couples

Rain was dripping from his soaked brown hair and his eyes darted through the night, landing on Jisung's face. Time seemed to stand still and the rain was falling in slow motion as he kept staring at the boy he once loved more than anything in this whole world. His chest was aching every time he inhaled, making his lungs hurt as if someone pushed his head under water. "Isn't that what your family wanted?" He turned to Jisung's parents. "Seeing my family dead, isn't that what you bastards wanted?", he yelled and pointed at them with the golf club in his hands. He didn't see Jisung come closer, but he felt Jisung's arms around him, and he felt the hard ground push the air out of his lungs as soon as they both hit the cold, wet concrete. A harsh sting rushed through his shoulder and he let out a pain inflicted groan, forcing him to let go of the golf club in his hand. "I'm sorry", he heard Jisung mumble above him and felt Jisung's palm on his chest, pressing his upper body to the ground. The rain was coming down on his face mercilessly, blurring his vision once again. "I'm really sorry", he heard him say continuously. Sirens were coming closer and Minho closed his eyes, letting tears roll down his wet cheeks. ••• pictures edited by me. the story isn't connected to my "just pretend" minsung one-shot :) possible triggers: violence, alcohol, manipulation, cursing, mention of blood and injuries, light choking and bondage, there's gonna be smut, death, mention of mental health (might add more as i'm writing this, just know there will be heavy topics, please only read this story if you feel comfortable and safe enough to do so. and don't forget, this story and its characters are all imaginary)

A school for both humans and vampires. Jisung hates vampires. But ends up sharing dorm with one. The most popular vampire in the entire school, Lee Minho. Minho just wants a chill year without any drama. will they keep fighting each other or admit their true feeling? - abuse - blood - PTSD - selfharm - mentions of suicide - suicidal thoughts and action -depression - anxiety - eating disorders - homophobia - death - smut

Minho worries about his best friend, thinking there's something worrying he's not telling Minho. He knows he won't answer directly in real life, so he creates a fake identity online to catfish him. Or, where Jisung has a big, fat crush on his best friend, and is a bit too outgoing with strangers online. a minsung chatfic (not purely chatfic ig its mainly normal lmao) might go a bit slow? contains gay content, obviously.. might contain themes of gender confusion coverpage image is not mine plot, however, is purely mine 🙏🙏🙏

{completed} Jisung has been alone for awhile, to the point that his loneliness is getting unbearable. Thankfully, he finds Minho, or more like Minho finds him, but either way Jisung has finally found someone who loves him. It's just not the kind of love Jisung was expecting. -I opened my eyes, just to see nothing but darkness fill the unfamiliar room- - - - NOTE; this is the first book i ever published and i was only 13 when i made it, so expect some cringy shit :") hope you enjoy though

This fiction contains smut! English isn't my first language! Lee Know (19) - the school's most feared bully. Han Jisung (17) - one of the top students in the entire school. When Lee Know is on the verge of getting suspended, Han is pressured into doing the last thing he ever wanted: tutoring him. What started as a forced arrangement quickly became something far more complicated. As tensions rose, they began to discover sides of each other no one else had ever seen... "On your knees." -Minho looked like he was dying. He was pale and bruised all over, every inch.- "So you admit killing him?" -How about I make him suffer? What would he do if he saw you dead down there?- ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNINGS ⚠️ Abuse. Bullying. Eating disorders. Smut. Self harm. Suicide attempts Mental health issues. Further tags and trigger warnings will be added. So if you're interested in them, please keep checking once in a while to stay updated. _____ Please vote for the story, it's my first🫶🏻 Best ranks rn:) 5🏅 firststory (out of 56k) 2🏅 ships (out of 64k) I hope my story goes viral some day...

han jisung, a freak experiment, finds his safe place with lee minho, a gang member. but not all is as it seems. top ! minho bottom ! jisung hybrid / gang au !!! - will contain nsfw content such as: violence, blood, mentions of sex, mentions of suicide, swearing, and self harm !!! - will contain lots of angst #11 - minsung 6/21/20 started: 4/16/2020 ended: 8/11/2020 edits: 9/10/2020

"Killing them won't bring him back...it won't fill the emptiness in your chest" "Then what will...? What could I possibly do to feel alive, even for just a second...? I just want to live again" "Then kiss me." Best rankings: #2 in minsung #8 in minsungfanfic

Hey guyssss sooo this is my first Story ever so please no hate. English ist my first language so also please dont hate if i did write something wrong. Hope you anjoy the story. Description: > "You can't fix someone who's already broken." Han Jisung has heard those words too many times. Living in a house filled with anger and bruises, he's mastered the art of smiling through pain - until one night everything breaks for real. Lee Minho is cold, sharp, and terrifyingly quiet. Everyone says he has no heart - but maybe he just keeps it hidden behind walls made of fear. When Jisung and Minho's worlds collide, pain meets pain. Enemies become something else - something dangerous, something fragile, something that might just save them both. Because sometimes, broken people don't need fixing. They just need someone to stay. - ⚠️ TW: Mentions of abuse, trauma, eating disorder, self-harm, and depression. No graphic content. Story focuses on recovery, love, and found family.