In which Han-Wool's greatest love returns --- as a member of the one group he despises the most. started: 20.02.25 finished: 06.03.25

[ kang wooyoung x fem/oc ] ahn chaewon has never thought she is strong. she has never thought she is useless or stupid, nothing like that, but she knew that she could never define herself as being strong. the word 'strong' holds a different meaning for everyone, and for chaewon, it meant something she'd never have-physical strength. kang wooyoung, on the other hand, prides himself on being the best fighter the world has ever seen. they are like two opposites, alike in more ways than they know, and need each other in ways they'd never think of. the story of 'lumen' is about two different souls learning to love each other as they are, without trying to change one another. it is about being the light in someone's life and learning how to live without burning. pro tip: although i truly recommend reading the whole story, if your attention span is fried, or you're just scared of the long story, you can start reading from act 3. maybe even act 2, but if you want an enemies-to-lovers vibe, you'll love act 3. i do not own the rights to "Weak Hero," only my original characters and storyline.

«Ho la spada per proteggerti, ma non il titolo per amarti.» Lo sguardo di Koshiro è duro, affilato come la katana che porta sempre legata al fianco. È un uomo temprato dall'onore, dalla disciplina e dalla perdita, cresciuto per servire, mai per desiderare. La sua lealtà è fatta di silenzi, di riverenza, di ferite nascoste e mai guarite. Reika, invece, è una giovane donna data in sposa a un daimyō per decisione politica. Vive tra sete pregiate e inchini, ma sotto la grazia imposta da un matrimonio d'onore, il suo cuore batte contro le pareti strette di un ruolo che non ha scelto e di un passato che non riesce a dimenticare. Quando i loro destini si incontrano, non è subito incendio, ma un burrascoso scorrere di emozioni che non trovano nome. Diffidenza, odio, amore. Un amore bruciante, eppure che non urla, che non può nascere alla luce del Sole, ma che cresce tra sguardi rubati, gesti accennati e la scelta di sacrificare ogni cosa pur di non rinunciarvi. Nel Giappone di fine periodo Edo, mentre il potere dello shōgunato si sgretola sotto l'avanzata delle idee imperiali e del cambiamento, anche ciò che sembra immobile da secoli inizia a tremare. E in quella crepa, forse, c'è spazio per un sentimento destinato a sbocciare nonostante la razionalità, l'onore e la vita stessa. Un amore che dovrà farsi strada tra il dovere e il desiderio, tra la fedeltà e la colpa, e che fiorirà dove tutto sarebbe dovuto appassire. Un amore delicato e prezioso, come l'ultimo fiore di ciliegio. [𝐔𝐧 𝐧𝐮𝐨𝐯𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚!]

"I want to be forever young." ko kyung-jun x fem! oc started: january 11th, 2025 finished: published: january 15th, 2025

𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗬 𝗕𝗢𝗬 ❛❛say my name and everything just stops. i don't want you like a best friend❞ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 they argue like it's a full-time job and swear they're just friends but can't even go a day without being in each other's space. ❪ go hyuntak 𝙭 fem! oc ❫ weak hero class 2 ╱ 2025 © irenicade 𓍯𓂃٠࣪⭑

//‼️PEASE READ‼️// Just so everyone knows this is not my original work I put it on wattpad so it would be easier for some people to read. The original is on the website Archive Of Your Own. So please give the original artist credit. Thank you. Summary: "Have you ever heard about the origami hearts tradition in the hospital?" Taking the heart, the child excitedly inspected it, nodding in glee. "Yes! My mama told me that when someone leaves the hospital to go to heaven, we all fold a paper heart for them! Like this, like this!" "That's right," chuckled Soobin. "But do you know how it started? It started here, in this room. From a boy who used to fold a paper heart every day for his lost love, hoping each one he makes will take him closer to the day those eyes would open again." "Unfortunately for him, the day never came." In other words, a hopeless love story of two childhood best friends who didn't realise what it meant to have each other until it was too late; compiled of yearning, loss, forlorn hope, unrequited love, and every tragedy in between.

[ COMPLETED ] our hearts are broken, but i'm willing to mend yours before mine. © sihoonz