Formerly titled Butterfly ~~~ When former reporter Melody Tsushima was sentenced to twenty months in prison, she hadn't expected to be sent to Versailles. Cooking soups and planting daffodils, after all, was strange. But all par for the course at the so-called "Palace at Versailles," an old mansion equal parts prison and psychiatric ward for incarcerated young adults. And Melody certainly hadn't expected her own special assignment: to write the stories of her fellow patients.  A girl who truly knows what it means to be different. A young woman with wounds that run far deeper than skin. A boy whose heart is much too big for his damaged body. A young woman who sees the world as it could be, not as it is. A boy with too many souls living in him. A boy with universes in his mind.  All of them are unique, and all of their stories will change Melody.  // Note: this story was formerly a completed story in the fanfiction category. This version has been rewritten to be original fiction. Due to the request of readers, the previous story chapters have been unpublished, rather than deleted.

What if one morning, you find everyone in your house, still asleep and won't wake up; the whole world too. So you get your laptop, hoping to find some information on what's going on. But then you see this one post. "Anyone else awake?" - a few seconds ago. November 14, 2017

"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17

"How can you love someone that you couldn't see in person?" "You don't understand." #30 in Fanfiction - Sept. 25, 2017 #727 - Aug. 1, 2017 Date started: June 11, 2017 (7:25 pm) Date ended: September 14, 2017 (7:35 pm)

"Y/n?" "I'm sorry who's this?" [I suggest you read 'Mr. Bunny' first before reading this. But if you don't want to..then it's your choice, YOLO] 1K reads - Sept 25, 2017 HOW DID THIS HAPPEN 7K - Oct 1 50K - Nov 1 #984 in Fanfiction - Sept 27, 2017 #402 - Oct 2 #58 - Oct 26 Date started: August 21, 2017 (10:15 pm) Date ended: June 13, 2018 (10:00 pm)

[PLEASE READ DISCLAIMER] "Hello, this is midnight advisor! Having a problem getting it up with your boyfriend? I'm always here to-" "I just wanted to say that I was trying to kill myself a few minutes ago." "Oh, shoot!" Highest: 1 IN FANFICTION [COMPLETED]

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Bangtan hasn't realized yet the power of that one word. It's sad that they would only get to realize its weight when they can no longer hear it coming from you. © mei_xxiii 2017 A BTS AU where the boys are gangsters who met you, an innocent rich girl, who's seeking for a home. WARNING: contains scenes depicting abuse, violence and depression Read at your own risks. started: 04/13/17 finished: 06/03/17

Do you think you control your own fate? [Open fanfic inspired by the BTS Music Videos "Run", "Awake", and "Epiphany".]

"that's gay" - han jisung