Jisung decided that the summer before he starts college needs to be memorable. He asks his vacation home neighbor for help. "Maybe Jisung's undeniably bright energy was what kept Minho steady all summer. It was almost as if he shone brightly enough for both of them, enough to carve light into the dark. Except Minho knew he couldn't live on borrowed light forever. Besides, he had already burned out long ago." Top: Minho Bottom: Jisung TW: drug usage smut alcohol

"We kept crossing the line, pretending it was an accident - until it wasn't." Lee Know and his friends are planning a short trip, a sort of escape from their routine, without any big plans. By mistake (or irresponsibility), they end up with an extra ticket. Instead of wasting it, they decide to sell it online at the last minute. Lee Know doesn't think it's a good idea. But he doesn't insist too much either. 𝘼 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. Fan art credits to rightful owner! 🥇#leeknow - 30/03/26 🥇#leeminho - 30/03/26 🥇#kpop - 04/04/26 🥈#jisung - 30/03/26

A whisper, cold as a forgotten grave: "They took everything. your family. your peace." Eight-year-old Han Jisung watched his world burn, a New Year's Eve massacre orchestrated by the very men his family trusted. He escaped the flames, but the crimson horror burned into his mind. For fifteen years, he honed himself into a weapon, trained in the shadows by the elite agents . Now, he is back..........

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.