the boy in the bunk bed forbidden. fleeting. unforgettable. when seventeen-year-old han jisung is sent back to summer camp for one last year, he doesn't expect much-just heat, bugs, forced bonding, and maybe a few decent lyrics for his notebook. what he doesn't expect is minho: his cold, older camp counselor with sharp eyes, a tighter jaw, and no patience for rule-breakers like him. jisung's used to being the loud one, the funny one, the flirt who never stays long enough to be taken seriously. but there's something about minho's silence that draws him in. something steady. something dangerous. something he wants to ruin and protect at the same time. stuck together under the same roof, surrounded by nosy bunkmates and watchful eyes, jisung and minho try to ignore the tension growing between them. but summer doesn't wait for anyone-and some feelings don't ask for permission.

Han Jisung has always been told he looks unreal-too perfect, too fragile, too much like a doll. He never thought those words would become dangerous. One harmless dare at a museum changes everything. Mistaken for something he isn't, Jisung crosses paths with Lee Minho-a man whose world is built on power, control, and shadows. One glance is enough. One moment is all it takes. From that day on, Jisung's life is no longer his own. Watched. Followed. Remembered. What started as a misunderstanding turns into something far more intense, far more terrifying-and far more complicated. Because when obsession meets innocence, there is no such thing as coincidence. And some eyes... never forget what they've seen.

Jisung had spent his whole life as an option - never a choice. Passed between parents who didn't want him, he grew up believing he was temporary. Until the Lee family decided he would be their grandson's spouse. He expected duty. He expected distance. He never expected Lee Minho - someone who would handle him sometimes patiently, sometimes frustratingly. Because sometimes love isn't loud - it's patient. Sometimes home isn't a place - it's a person. And sometimes, forever doesn't feel like a chain... it feels like a promise.

Han Jisung never asked to be called Rapunzel. But thanks to Lee Minho, that ridiculous nickname follows him everywhere. And thanks to Jisung for calling Minho Ironman... everyone started believing they're actually dating. They argue. They bicker. They drive each other insane. But when they have to pretend to be a couple for Felix's sake, everything slowly starts to feel a little too real. It was supposed to be fake... until it wasn't. One little lie. One big problem. One undeniable love. They promised it was just for show-but their hearts never got the memo. --- "He wasn't supposed to be mine... but my heart doesn't seem to care." Tears slipped down Jisung's cheeks before he even realized it, his own vulnerability startling him. "I thought I could ignore it, but my heart has chosen him anyway." Minho's voice trembled as the words left his lips, raw and unguarded for the very first time. If Jisung doesn't care, then why does his heart race every time Minho calls him Rapunzel? And if Minho is really made of steel... Then why does he keep melting every time Jisung looks at him?