In which a girl hides a big secret behind those nerd glasses. Credits for the cover goes to @Jiminfication :D Highest rank: #2 in fanfiction (10/30/17) Start: 08/??/15 End: 12/21/15

"i would never go out with you." he said to me, "you're so ugly." [ short chapters; #1 in the red bullet series ]

"im really sorry...", he tried to grab her hand but she shrugg and walk back slowly. "you're a liar..", she cried and tried to walk away from him. "I am not! She was trying to seduce me!", he mocking and shout out loud, make her more scared." End this..", she spoke make the guy frown. " haera, dont do this.." - - " we're done!" - - actually this is just the beginning hehehe

"Ever since that day I saved you from suiciding, I wanted to achieve one thing. And that was to make you smile. And I'll try my best to do that," Officially started: 22nd December 2015 #99 in Fanfiction - 08.07.2016 Copyright © 2016 rongberrie

It's a normal day for you, you do the usual thing you do on weekends except while you are following that routine a random number texts you. May this new number texting you spark a new friendship or something more, read to find out more.

©aestheticsarmy // kookies cookies 2017 ♡(∩o∩)♡ You are just an ordinary girl that live in Busan. Your best friend are really into Kpop but you're not. You just graduated from high school and was trying to find a job but failed. On your 20th birthday , you wish to have a job. Your dream came true . The Big Hit Entertainment's manager wants you to become a maid of a K-pop Idol-BTS. Well... you accept it . Subscribe to my Youtube Channel : Aesthetic Army a lot of grammar mistakes TT

"I don't think I can be friends with you anymore." "What, why?" "Cause..."

"We just met in online. But you're an idol? I thought this is a joke."

[Y/N], an assassin with a demon butler, who is known for always being succesful. What could go wrong when you get the mission to kill two rich boys? ~ You took your gun out of your leather belt and loaded it quickly, careful not to make a sound while doing so. Lifting it up, you pointed it at the dark haired boy, but as soon as you placed your finger on the trigger you felt a presence behind you. You had no time to respond as you already felt the cold metal of a blade on your throat. You gasped slightly in shock, you had not expected to be caught. A muscular chest pressed against your back and your neck, the person - you assumed a male - pulling you closer and put more presure on the blade. "Put the gun down, milady." • The story isn't edited so mistakes may occur •