(FHS#1) Braylee wants to make her friends happy, Denver wants to get some sleep. She's hell-bent on making the world a better place while he's desperate for some rest. When their paths crossed on a midnight bus ride, he finally found the remedy in her. But, it just so happens that he's the captain of their rival basketball team, and the enemy of her friends! Highest Rank: #1 in Humor (This is the unedited version. A cesspool of errors ahead lol)

"My best friend dragged me all the way to your love clinic to help diagnose my heart-brokenness just because he's extremely concerned of the fact that I'm not over my ex-girlfriend who screwed me over multiple times." "Well--" "And my name is Jeon Jungkook, nice to meet you."

In which someone is stuck in your mirror. That certain someone is Jimin Park. Highest ranking in 'Paranormal': #26 13/03/17

You, a fan, are dead and haunt BTS. Being involved in an accidental hit-and-run by the boys' tour bus on your birthday wasn't how you planned on dying. But it happened. A confused ghost you were, failing to find its place, you did what you could do and followed them back. You don't know why, but you targeted your bias, Yoongi, the most in your trails. Seeking playful revenge, all hit the fan the minute you realize that you aren't invisible to one member... Park Jimin can very much see you.

"It never came up to my mind to be with you, to you be my first kiss, and to fall for you. Because I wasn't your Ms. Right,-" he suddenly grabbed my waist that made my body be that near to him. He held my spine and passionately kissed me. "Just, shh... I didn't request any Ms. Right,"

𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐚𝐧. cr © vokdas completed (2017) note: i wrote this when i was 13, so it's not the best. but it seems like people are still enjoying it, so i'll leave it here.

"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