Kang Jiwoo had spent over two years in Seoul hospital due to severe cystic fibrosis, a fatal lung disease. When Kim Seungmin was admitted for the same issue, - all angry and closed off - Jiwoo didn't expect much from him. However, what neither of the patients expected was to fall in love at a hospital, nor had they expected to find out how love could have been more painful than their shared disease. (FIVE FEET APART INSP.) - - - 🎧 [Click here to listen to the playlist as you read!](https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4GqHrTtHfWDtd4jKNgsaE4?si=CJR2dmejTvK76x3KwdqcqA&pi=P0SNKvO_R8SRy) PLEASE NOTE: -intended lowercase -purely fictional -no sexualizing or genuine representation of any of the skz members in this story. -all rights reserved - do not copy, re-upload, or take my story as your own. WARNING: -strangers to lovers trope -hospital love -forbidden love -slow burn -hurt/comfort -nonidol!au -cursing -panic attacks -medical disorders -cystic fibrosis (i am in no way a medical professional so please do not seek any 100% factual information or advice from this story.)

❝you think this is love? no, yerin. this is a contract - one you signed the moment you chose me.❞ ( secret empire of vengeance #2 ⟢ ) yerin is quiet, soft, kind. chan is cold, dangerous, untamed. their marriage? a contract, not love. but in the shadows of the mafia, sparks fly where they shouldn't - and secrets burn hotter than desire. past wounds, family drama, and enemies who never sleep test their fragile trust. in a world where every choice has a price... can chaos still make a family?

||♾️|| LEE FELIX FF ||♾️|| SHORT STORY ||♾️|| [ NOT A Y/N STORY ] ~~~ "How many times do I have to say it? Just call me Emerie," I reply, feeling a bit frustrated. "You're changing the subject, Ms. Emerie," he says anyway, leaning back in his chair and crossing his legs, with his clipboard resting on his lap, waiting to be written on. Those stupid words in black ink, evaluating if I'm sane or not. "I'm not changing the subject. Yes, I've had some nightmares. I don't know what else you want me to tell you," I respond, looking away, unable to maintain eye contact. His dark brown eyes feel like they're piercing right through me. ¥¥¥¥¥ "What happened in the nightmare, Ms. Emerie?" he asks, redirecting the conversation. "The usual," I reply, my voice trailing off. "It's like the universe doesn't want me to forget. It's always the same. Christmas lights, the presents, trees, falling snow, lights... headlights..." I fade out of my sentence, remembering the faint sound of tires screeching against the pavement. My hands involuntarily cover my ears, as if to block out the noise from resurfacing.. I thought I was making progress, why can't I forget? Please, I just want to forget. ~~~ I DO NOT claim any of the Gifs or Imagines used In this Story.. I DO NOT own any of the Stray Kids members.. I DO NOT claim any of the music that has been used in this story, ALL of my books are either FICTION or is BASED off of another T.V Show or Movie.. Other than that please enjoy reading this book, if you enjoyed reading it let me know by following, Voting, or Commenting.. Thank you:) ~~~ 〰️ MYSTERY AU 〰️ Started: 06.30.2024 Ended: 08.04.2025 💠Goal: 10K💠 ~~~ ⚠️: This book may include sensitive topics such as sexual harassment, rape, self-harm, and death. Please proceed only if you feel comfortable with these themes.