•𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱• | 𝗬𝗶𝗻𝗪𝗮𝗿 𝗔𝗨 𝗬𝗜𝗡 𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗡 𝗪𝗢𝗡𝗚 - 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗖𝗘𝗢 𝗈𝖿 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗒'𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 - 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋. 𝖪𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝖼𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗎𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗔𝗹𝗽𝗵𝗮 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗂𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾, 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅. 𝖸𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽 - 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗍𝗁. _________________________________________

In a world full of stolen glances and almost-confessions, two hearts find themselves trapped in a quiet war of denial. What starts as casual interactions slowly turns into something heavier lingering eye contact, accidental touches that last a second too long, and words that mean far more than they should. This is a slow burn built on tension, hidden feelings, and secret crushes neither of them is ready to admit. No dramatic heartbreak, no overwhelming angst... just the kind of emotional intensity that creeps in quietly and refuses to leave. Softer than chaos, sharper than friendship, and just 1% more intense than the stories before it.So enjoy!

Yin Wong never believed in love. All he wanted was peace for his mother-a respect she never got from his powerful father and arrogant brother. But when his family crossed the line, Yin decided to give them a lesson they would never forget. The solution? A fake marriage. The partner? War-a boy who is everything Yin never expected: sassy, fearless, and dangerously good at stealing hearts. What started as just an act to fix a broken family slowly turns into late-night laughter, stolen glances, and feelings that neither of them planned for. But pretending is easy. Admitting it's real? That's the hard part. 💍 A story of fake vows, real love, family battles, and the beautiful chaos of finding forever. 💍 * * * * * * ⚠️ Disclaimer ⚠️ ▪️All photos used are not mine → full credit goes to their rightful owners. ▪️This story is a work of fiction → characters, events, and situations are purely imaginary. ▪️Please do not copy, repost, or translate my work without permission. 💙

bl fanfiction, struggling,longing, rivalry, jealousy comfort, romance, victory...

In the spotlight of Club Noir, War rules the night-wild, daring, and untouchable. But behind the glass, Yin watches with calculating eyes. When obsession collides with control, the game begins: who will conquer, and who will be consumed?

Every Friday at 3:00 PM, War arrives. No earlier. No later. Always the same check-in. Always the same request. Room 1301. To Hotel Manager Yin, he is nothing but a recurring disturbance, too loud, too demanding, too impossible to ignore. A man who smiles at everyone in the hotel, leaves generous tips, and earns effortless affection from the staff... except from him. Because with Yin, he is different. Annoying. Provoking. Intentional. And Yin cannot understand why. Until patterns begin to feel like choices. Until laughter starts sounding like escape. Until Sunday noon becomes the hardest moment of the week. Because Room 1301 is not just where War stays. It is where he finally stops pretending. Start: April 21, 2026 Complete: May 04, 2026

Some promises are too small to matter. That's what the world tells you when you're young-when your hands are small, your words are careless, and your idea of forever barely stretches past tomorrow. But for some people, a promise is everything. On a football field divided by rival colors, Yin Anan Wong and War Wanarat stand on opposite sides, bound by competition, pride, and the unspoken rule that there can only be one winner. To the crowd, they are just college athletes-stars of different teams, enemies for ninety minutes at a time. What no one sees is the thin, fragile thread tying them together. A childhood afternoon. A quiet park. A bracelet worn thin by time. War doesn't remember the face clearly anymore-only the warmth of a voice that told him it was okay to cry, and a promise whispered with the certainty only children possess. Yin remembers none of it. Not until fate places them on the same field again. Not until rivalry reopens a wound that never truly healed. Because some promises don't disappear when you grow up. They wait.

★ A RAVAGING POSSESION | YinWar ff ☆ There was a man who took a twisted pleasure in destruction. Art in any form-delicate pottery, intricate paintings, or masterful sculptures-filled him with disdain, and he found satisfaction in reducing beauty to ruin. Opposite him stood a boy whose heart and soul were tied to his craft. He cherished his pottery above all else, pouring his passion and pride into every piece. He refused to bow to the man's threats, refusing to sell his work to someone who would defile it. But the man was relentless. He made the boy's life unbearable, leaving no corner of his existence untouched by torment. One by one, the boy's options dwindled until, in the end, he was forced to surrender-not just his beloved pottery, but also a part of his dignityto the man who delighted in his suffering. ★This story may contain thai actors name, it's all fictional nothing about this story is real. ★WARNING!!! (mature and abusive content) (English is not my first language so please try to ignore grammatical errors) ★this story is my work, All rights reserved.

In a world where everyone is born with an invisible thread on their wrist that binds you to a soulmate, Yin Anan had come to terms with his fate long ago. Being a 'Solo' wasn't a tragedy-it's just his reality. No soulmate, no tether, and no expectations. Then came War. A 'Fated' with lethal looks and a string that supposedly constantly stayed red. Half the campus is convinced they're the reason, and the other half is just trying to get close to him. To Yin, he's just an ego that needs to be checked, a rival in almost everyway imaginable. But one collision on the football field sparks a 'Strike'. An occurrence that's never supposed to happen to a 'Solo'. Now, Yin is left with a reality that shouldn't exist and a rival he can no longer ignore. Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction based on real people. It is entirely fictional and does not represent their real personalities or relationships. This is a story of my own creation Cover is created and edited by me

"Sorry doesn't even begin to fix what you destroyed," -anonymous.