In which Lee Minho moves into a new dorm for college, confused as to why nobody wants to live with the cute boy that turns out to be his roommate.

Minho and Jisung are childhood best friends. They're inseparable. Until Jisung started acting strange, suddenly trying to distance himself from Minho and realising it was one of his biggest mistakes yet. Trying to avoid Minho hasn't been going that well either... ever since they've lived under the same roof. WARNING! (AND SPOILER) Mentions of bipolar disorder, self-harm and abuse. [ Word count: 65.000] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Written in 2019 [Start - 03/02/2019] [Finished - 25/08/2019]

Han Jisung grew up in the spotlight. Debuting at 13 as a solo ACE he quickly became one of the biggest sensations of South Korea. However, despite his passion for music, and his love for the stage he had severe anxiety and is very self conscious . Because of being thrown into the brutal kpop industry at such a young age he lacks a support group of real friends. As he's always surrounded by the artificial junk of idols and drama. Lee Minho had always known dance, joining his first dance group young he met his best friends there. When he joined a new dance crew Stray kids he realized he was diving head first into the crazy Kpop industry. His friends Hyunjin and Felix were already celebrity's of their own right and so they dragged him to every party they could. Minho loved every second, he loved the parties and the people, and was amazed he had even found himself there. What happens when the two meet at a party? Can the two become close and help eachother in more ways than one? Or will their careers and the hectic celebrity life tear them apart?

In the small-town world of the 80s, two inseparable friends Kanya and Malee dream of raising their children side by side. But fate turns cruel when betrayal, loss, and promises made in grief bind their families forever. Years later, Est - charming, rebellious, and free-spirited - is forced into marriage with William, a quiet, gentle boy scarred by years of abuse. What begins as resentment and resistance slowly turns into a journey of healing, love, and the breaking of generational curses.

"You're running away from your wedding in a hoodie?" "And you're wearing sunglasses inside a plane. Who's the freak here?" William, a popular Thai idol, runs away on his wedding day to avoid an arranged marriage. On a flight to South Korea, he meets Est-a polite, calm fan who offers him a place to stay. But as days pass, William begins to notice that Est might not be as ordinary as he seems. "By the way, you talk in your sleep." "I what?" "And you're even prettier when you cry." "..." Soon unknown sparks started to bloom between them but will it turn into a fairytale romance or something obsessive and dark. "I hate it when you get close to others." "...Why?" "Because you're mine." "...You're insane." "And you're mine." •Pictures taken from pinterest• •Do not repost or copy my works•

Two cousins. Two brothers. Four apartments. Zero boundaries. And one unspoken game: Pretend you don't know you're being watched. Joong and Pond live on the 9th floor of an apartment building, sharing noodles, drama, and a deep mutual fear of initiating conversation with hot strangers. That is-until they both fall hopelessly in lust/love with two breathtaking strangers in the park. They never spoke. Never approached. Just stared. Ached. Yearned. And then-the stalking began. But here's the twist... Joong and Pond know. They know about the shadows in the hallway. The soft clicks of a camera from across the street. The anonymous notes. The emails "from the gas company" that say "You looked good in red today." Only-they like it. And they'll never, ever let Dunk and Phuwin know. Joong (smiling sweetly as he opens his blinds): "I wonder if he's watching again." Pond (deadpan, sipping iced coffee): "He has a folder named 'Joong Smiling JPEGs.' Of course he's watching." Phuwin (in his room, eyes glued to his laptop): "Why does he always drop things when he walks past the window? It's unnatural." Dunk (without looking up): "It's bait. Don't take it." Pause. Phuwin: "I want to be caught." From apartment windows to late-night grocery runs, a delicious psychological cat-and-mouse game unfolds-where both sides think they have the upper hand. And where attraction simmers beneath every forced coincidence, every accidental touch, every withheld confession. Because sometimes, the only thing hotter than being watched... ...is knowing you're being watched-and giving them a damn good show.

"Two people from different walks of life cross paths, and what starts as an unexpected encounter turns into something more meaningful"- •Pictures taken from pinterest• •Do not repost my work•