Where Hoseok has suffered a lot in his home town and has ran away to run away from the pain, suffering and his once best friend - Kim Taehyung. What happens if they meet again but Hoseok doesn't remember him or anything about his hometown? ❝ Y-you really don't remember me? ❞ - k.th ❝ Should I? ❞ - J.hs Side pairing: Junghope/Sugakookie #1 in Selena Gomez Songs Series WARNING: 18+ has violence, abuse, homophobic language, trigger warnings etc. Top!Jungkook Bottom!Hoseok Top!Taehyung Bottom!Hoseok Started: 03/09/16 Ended: 26/03/17 © goldenjtae / ig; golden.jtae

Kim Namjoon is the ugliest professor at Bulletproof University... ...or so they thought. #96 in Fanfiction 170512 #1 in NamJin 170827 #4 in Yoonseok 171026 #1 in angst 180711 Managed to stay ranked #842 in Fanfiction for 19 days straight. 161106-25 #44 in BTS 180513 (Cross-posted to AO3)

♡ "that was wink wonk number one, daddy" "never say that again" ©eomma nsfw | completed | 2jae

Season 1 Episode One: The Beginning "Not knowing where you belong is the worse , but knowing where you belong but still not fitting in is Hell. I rather had went to normal school then to be laughed at among a bunch of sad , superior , know-it-alls. How will I succeed in a school like this when I can't and don't even know my full potential. yeah my name is Kris and this is my story...." Note: This is a rewrite of my previous fullmoon fix from AAF I took it down cause It was getting boring and I wanted to rewrite.

❝ wreaking havoc and living lavish. ❞

Lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd forgotten to get a book from my locker, so I quickly went to get it. I was leaning on the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door, when warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move." Being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hand backwards. I heard a grunt and turned to find the person behind me now hunched over as they held onto a part of their face. "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. And then he looked up. The first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. It looked so smooth, and I almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering. It was him. Six. The most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook. I'm dead. *********** #11 Teen Fiction - 31 December 2015 #15 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015 #16 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015