Juhoon is giving out winks and Martin wants it for himself.

Two boys met at summer camp-young, innocent, and on the verge of something more. They shared laughter, shy glances, and a small crush that never got a name. When camp ended, they parted without exchanging names. All Juhoon kept was a keychain Martin gave him, a silent promise of a moment they'd both remember. Years later, fate brings them together again, but everything has changed. Will they recognize each other through the mask of time and circumstance? Or will that forgotten keychain be the thread that unravels the past and reweaves their story? A tale of lost connection, second chances, and the tiny keepsakes that hold the power to change everything.

Everyone thinks their father will be the first man to love them. Juhoon believed that too. Until the day he confessed that he liked guys. He never imagined his father, Mr. Kim, was deeply homophobic. By the next morning, Juhoon had lost everything. No home. No family. Nowhere to go. He wandered the streets, not knowing how long he'd survive. Then he met him.

Martin skates like it's the only thing keeping him steady, except Juhoon is always there, watching from the sidelines, impossible to ignore.

✎ 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Inspired by the song Messy (Fifth Harmony); 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐮 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: #1 in Marhoon #1 in James

"You told me to confess my feelings to the girl I love. So I will. That's why I wrote you this letter, 𝙅𝙪𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙣."

Martin is the quiet, creative type who usually keeps to himself at school, while Juhoon is the outgoing, popular athlete who seems to know everyone. When Juhoon unexpectedly starts spending time with Martin, the two form an unlikely friendship that slowly turns into something deeper. As they navigate school rumors, late-night adventures, and the confusing excitement of first love, their connection begins to feel bigger than either of them expected. The story captures the chaotic, playful feeling of teenage romance and the way falling for someone can make everything feel new, nostalgic, and a little like a scene from a movie.

"I'll marry him." Not a performance. Not a rescue. Not a dramatic declaration. Just - a decision.

Martin hates Juhoon. But hate turns into watching. Watching turns into wanting. And wanting turns into something Martin can't control. Now debut is two months away, and Martin has to choose: the dream he's chased for seven years, or the boy he was never supposed to love. Or maybe- just maybe- he can have both.

Martin needs a fake boyfriend to stop his family from setting him up with rich strangers. Juhoon needs money for university tuition. The solution? A fake dating contract.