"Mom, why do I have to move to thailand within the year? That's terrible. I hate it." "You don't have to sulk. I already told you, that you've to visit the university in Bangkok and your dad will-" Noeul couldn't hold himself anymore and interrupt his mom. "What's with dad, huh? Tell me!" "Get all your stuff, your flight will be early in the morning. No backtalk!" - Some facts before you start with the story: • include smut and fluff, hard words and violence at some parts • (TW): be aware that it will maybe include depressive parts in it so if you dont feel mentally strong enough, please dont read it or only with someone else you feel safe with. - This story is a fiction written by myself. Characters, places and relationships are fictitious and not intentionally matched. Names and appearance were used for orientation only, but have nothing to do with the real people. All rights are reserved. I ask that this story not be copied and shared on other platforms without my permission. - English isn't my native language so I hope you can bring some understanding for some mistakes. Hope you'll enjoy my story, let's goo~

Jungkook was eight when he started seeing the numbers.

☓ discontinued fan fiction ☓ [ never completed ] Copyrights© Iwhyzumii

Cupid's pointed arrow struck Orion, will Orion strike the arrow back at Cupid? Orion was struck by the all-too-famous pointy golden arrow, shot by Cupid himself. But, the arrow wasn't shot to pair her with her fated one. The arrow was shot at her so she could be the next matchmaker. She's stuck to face hormonal teens and a bad attitude mentor until she finds her own love. But, is her love closer than she thinks and standing with his own set of arrows?

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.