"I think you've got the wrong Min Yoongi." or In which Yoongi doesn't want to fall in love

As you wander along the 13 districts of Panem and the Capitol, whether reliving your favourite moments of the Hunger Games or simply living among the folks of the districts, many adventures await with your favourite characters. So come on in. May the odds be EVER in your favour. **I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES. All credit belongs to Suzanne Collins.**

❝ The moment the Games began I was living a lie. ❞ ❈ Born and raised in the Seam, life was never without its challenges, and choices were never made with ease. You, and your family, survived because of your own resilience; and the help of your closest friends. Years later, when Primrose Everdeen's name is drawn in the Reaping for the 74th Hunger Games, you know you have to volunteer. If not for her, then for her sister; for your friend. The months that follow are riddled with challenges - one of the most difficult is your district partner Peeta Mellark - and learning how to survive the twists the Games throw at you. But the stakes only get higher the further you go, and in order to survive you must do things you were never prepared to do; play a role, make unthinkable sacrifices, and choose a path that inevitably leads to living a lie. ✔ Completed (UNDERGOING REVISION 8.27.19) ≿-----　❈　-----≾ RANKING as of 5.4.20.: ❈ #6 in peeta ❈ #1 in thehungergamesfanfiction ❈ #8 in quarterquell ❈ #1 in readerfanfiction ≿-----　❈　-----≾ Reader Reviews: "This story is awesome, number one. Number two, why did I read this so fast?! Agh." - AnonymousMessyAuthor "I praise the author, I can picture the characters easily in the actions they do or words they speak like they remade the movie." - MadMax500 "What do I do with my life now?? Hehe loved it." - WistfulAuthor "This was the best version of the Hunger Games I have ever read. 10/10 from me. Your own ideas were amazing!" - Emmalserhoff "Its the middle of the night but I want to scream so badly - this was so good!" - Yasamin_Potter_ "Wow, this story was amazing and the epilogue was so beautiful ❤️ I loved this book so much." - pointlesswriterx

[COMPLETED] Y/N, the 17 year old girl from District 12 gets reaped for the Hunger Games. The death, struggle, pain, blood, tears, and the love she experiences through words in this story. The words here will tell her story, or does it?

You were be adopted by Sakonji Urokodaki, along with your friends Sabito and Makomo. You three begin training to be Demon Slayers. Sabito sees Makomo as a little sister, yet you are something else in his eyes. Could it be love or just friendship? Art on the Cover is not mine

After a bad fight with your parents you run away from home to a local park where you meet a handsome young boy named Etou who talks about bringing you home with him before leaving abruptly. You think nothing of it until you wake up that next morning in a house you don't recognize with people you don't know. "Welcome to the Mad House." They say. "You've finally gone nuts."

You guys met in a society that didn't hold a specific name, but was only known for this one skill. Match making. No records of divorce or any conflicts in general are shown between the couples that were match made. People are matched with others, living happily with them for the rest of their lives. People from across the world would ask and beg to be brought forth a match but the association in charge of this would deny and send them back home. So you would instinctively think that on your 21st birthday, the day and age that you would be match made, everything would go perfect. That's what everyone around you thought. But every story can't have a sweet ride, and this one can't either.

Saudade is a deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for something or someone that one cares for and/or loves. Moreover, it often carries a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might never be had again. *** FYI English isn't my first language and I'm not the best writer so I'm sorry if I make any dumb mistakes. Also female Y/N, sorry 😩