Seulgi agrees to a one-year fake marriage with Yoo Jaeyi, the hospital's cold but brilliant doctor and the last person she's ever wanted to deal with. What begins as a contract for money soon spirals into something far more complicated... and maybe even real.

being apart pulls you closer

If someone had told Seulgi three months ago that she'd end up sharing a house with her mother's new fiancé and his daughter, she would've laughed. Or screamed. Or both. Now? Well-she's still screaming. But more internally. Mostly. "I swear to God, if you touch my skincare again, Jaeyi-" "Relax! I was just borrowing your toner. And serum. And... maybe the snail essence. Your pores look rich, I'm trying to invest." Seulgi clenched her jaw, gripping the bathroom doorframe like it personally betrayed her. "Your investment plan is going to end in hospital bills." Living under the same roof as Jaeyi was like signing up for emotional whiplash. One moment she was laughing at Jaeyi doing a ridiculous dance in the kitchen with a burnt pancake on her head; the next, she was staring too long when Jaeyi came home in a sundress that shouldn't be legal. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair. Because Jaeyi wasn't just annoying. Or pretty. Or funny in a way that made Seulgi want to punch a pillow. Jaeyi was her. The kind of chaos Seulgi never asked for but somehow couldn't stop orbiting around. "You're staring again," Jaeyi teased one evening, perched on the kitchen counter, eating grapes like a Greek goddess with no regard for personal space. "No, I'm regretting my life choices," Seulgi deadpanned, turning away, ears turning traitorously red. Jaeyi tilted her head. "Sure you are. Just like how you 'regretted' sitting next to me during movie night. Or how you 'regretted' holding my hand during that thunderstorm." "That was for safety," Seulgi snapped, grabbing a water bottle just to have something to hold that wasn't Jaeyi's smug face. "Oh? So if another thunderstorm happens, you'll hold someone else's hand?" Silence.

Woo Seulgi is drowning alone, broke, and one exam away from collapse. Law school was supposed to be her way out, but survival leaves no room for dreams. Then Yoo Jaeyi appears. The beautiful, powerful and dangerous. Seoul's youngest legal CEO doesn't make requests, she makes offers. One envelope. One condition. Total surrender. Jaeyi can give Seulgi everything she's ever needed. But what she wants in return is far more than Seulgi is ready to give. How much is Seulgi willing to trade for her dreams? And what happens when the price is herself? _______ Warning: This story is a fictional work that explores intimate and sensual scenes. Some content may be emotionally intense or sensitive for certain readers. If you feel uncomfortable with these themes, please do not continue reading. Always prioritize your well-being and personal boundaries. Thank you for understanding.

Seulgi stood at the entrance of Chaewa Girl High School, her heart pounding with excitement. A new school, a fresh start, and endless possibilities awaited her. She took a deep breath, inhaling the crisp morning air, and stepped through the towering gates, ready to embrace whatever came her way. The school grounds buzzed with life-students chatting in groups, laughter echoing through the corridors, and the faint scent of freshly bloomed cherry blossoms drifting in the wind. Everything seemed perfect, a dream she had envisioned countless times. But dreams, as she would soon realize, had a way of twisting into something unexpected. It started with Jaeyi. The moment Seulgi locked eyes with her, the air around them shifted. Jaeyi, the golden girl of Chaewa Girl High School, exuded an effortless charm that made heads turn. She was admired, envied, and untouchable-a figure that lived in whispers and stolen glances. And yet, in the sea of people, she noticed Seulgi. A single encounter was enough to spark interest, but fate had a cruel sense of humor. Their paths intertwined again and again, no matter how much Seulgi tried to avoid her. With every meeting, Jaeyi's enigmatic presence unraveled something darker beneath the surface of Chaewa Girl High School. The school wasn't as pristine as it appeared. There were secrets buried deep within its walls, and Jaeyi seemed to be at the center of them all. Whispers followed Seulgi now-curious, wary, and some laced with silent warnings. She could feel the weight of unseen eyes watching, studying, waiting. The school's system was flawed, corrupted in ways she couldn't yet comprehend. And Jaeyi... she wasn't just another student. There was something about her, something veiled in mystery, pulling Seulgi in despite the dangers that lurked in the shadows.

Seulgi is a shy and introverted girl who has problems with her boyfriend and with sex. Her friends organize a weekend for her in the company of a really special escort.. What will happen during the weekend? Will Seulgi open up to the world of sex? or AU where Seulgi is friends with Yeri and Kyung (both have bfs in this story) and Jaeyi is an intersex escort. (G!P Jaeyi) Disclaimer: this story contains an intersex character. Read at your own discretion.

Jaeyi Kang was used to getting what she wanted. Front-row concert tickets? Done. Reservations at a booked-out rooftop restaurant? Please. A new designer bag dropping in Paris before it even hit Seoul? Already in her closet. But none of that helped when it came to Seulgi Han. Seulgi, with her thrifted hoodies, beat-up sneakers, and zero interest in people like Jaeyi-the loud, bratty, rich-girl types. She worked part-time at the library, part-time at a bakery, and maybe full-time avoiding eye contact with Jaeyi since the first time she slid into the seat beside her in econ. "You always sit here?" Jaeyi asked, plopping her oat latte on the desk with too much flair. "I sit wherever you're not," Seulgi replied without looking up from her textbook. Rude. Intriguing. Jaeyi leaned in, chin resting in her palm. "That's a lie. I've been here three days in a row and you haven't moved once." "That's because I'm trying to graduate, not flirt." "Oh," Jaeyi said, pretending to be wounded. "So you have noticed me." Seulgi finally glanced at her, eyebrow raised. "You talk at full volume and smell like three different perfumes. A blind man in another country could notice you." And just like that, Jaeyi smiled. This was going to be fun.

When Woo Seulgi, a spirited and delightfully messy 23-year-old fresh out of university, arrives in Seoul, she's hoping for a fresh start. What she gets instead is Yoo Jaeyi, her meticulously organized and seemingly icy 25-year-old nurse roommate. Their shared apartment, meant to be a sanctuary, quickly becomes a battleground of passive-aggressive notes, clashing personalities, and the furry, chaotic presence of Seulgi's secret weapon: Boksil, her mischievous Maltese. Seulgi, despite her loud exterior, harbors a hidden truth-a fierce attraction to women she's desperately trying to conceal behind. Jaeyi, outwardly composed and mature, secretly battles her own inner demons, including a possessive streak she keeps carefully hidden. Both women, commoners from the provinces, are stretched thin by the demands of their low-paying jobs and the financial burdens of supporting their families-Seulgi's younger brother, Jihun (20), and Jaeyi's parents and younger sister, Eunbi (18). Their initial hatred reaches a peak after Boksil's innocent destruction of a prized possession. But forced proximity and shared struggles begin to chip away at their defenses. As their carefully constructed facades crumble, they discover a common ground in their relentless pursuit of stability and their deep love for their families. The subtle shift from bitter rivals to hesitant friends, and then to something undeniably romantic, is a journey of quiet glances, lingering touches, and a growing understanding that transcends their initial animosity. Kiss The Girl:Next Door is a heartwarming tale of two women bound by circumstance, who find unexpected love amidst the chaos of adulting, financial strain, and the noisy presence of a small, fluffy dog. Can their blossoming affection survive their clashing worlds and the secrets they both carry?

Woo Seulgi jatuh cinta pada Yoo Jaeyi, gadis dingin dan sempurna yang tak pernah bisa ia dekati-kembaran dari teman sebangkunya sendiri. Seulgi terus berusaha, tapi perlahan sadar: mencintai sendirian itu melelahkan. Mungkin, sudah saatnya berhenti mengejar bayangan yang tak pernah menoleh padanya.

Jaeyi doesn't do emotions. She leads with silence, works without rest, and keeps everyone at a distance. She's the CEO, disciplined, unshakable, and entirely alone. Then Seulgi walks in, young, curious, and unexpectedly bold, assigned as an intern under her wing. What begins as cold professionalism slowly shifts. A glance held too long. A silence that lingers. And beneath it all, something sharp. Something neither of them dares to name. This isn't love. Not yet. But it's a slow-burning pull, dangerously quiet and impossible to ignore. And once the line is crossed... there's no going back.