In which your best friend loves BTS and drags you to their meet and greet. Ranked #1 under #rapmon Ranked #4 under #rapmon Ranked #4 under #namjoon

''so, want my bites or hickeys?'' ©2018-2019

Who would've thought the most popular girl in the campus... needed to hire someone to be her boyfriend. “You're hired!" “Great! When do I start?"

In which a girl hides a big secret behind those nerd glasses. Credits for the cover goes to @Jiminfication :D Highest rank: #2 in fanfiction (10/30/17) Start: 08/??/15 End: 12/21/15

the text messages between a girl who doesn't care for labels and a boy who is labeled worldwide as the hottest male alive and it all started from a simple wrong number situation READ AT YOUR OWN RISK LOL

What if one day you just happened to get the worst job of your life? not just working for a jerk, but working for the jerk who once broke your heart? how does Lei tolerate the intolerable Kim Taehyung? read more to find out ;)

"hey so my wi-fi kinda broke down and i was wondering if i could use your wi-fi? if yes, what's your wi-fi password?" in which a girl who tries to figure out her neighbour's wi-fi password.

I must be luckiest girl in the world. I found Jungkook's number laying on the ground at a concert last night. *Cover created by @imjongshook*

dating!au ➷ 𝕓 𝕠 𝕠𝕜 𝟚 𝕠 𝕗 𝕝 𝕠 𝕧 𝕖 𝕪 𝕠 𝕦 𝕣 𝕤 𝕖 𝕝 𝕗 𝕥 𝕣 𝕚 𝕝 𝕠 𝕘 𝕪 - he's great. everything you need at a time like this. especially when you're laying on the soft grass, looking up at the night time stars. it's easy to feel lost looking up into a dark oblivion like that. if you close your eyes, it feels like the darkness will just swallow you whole and you'll fall down an infinite chasm. so you keep them open, staring at the sky dotted with twinkling lights. it's then when you find it so easy to confess everything. ➹ start: june 8, 2019 end: december 20, 2019 • • • 95% angst, 4.9% fluff, 0.1% crack TRIGGER WARNING. do not read this book AT ALL if you are offended/triggered by implied sex and/or graphic descriptions of suicide attempts, death and offensive language.

When you were walking to school you saw a group of boys and they looked like they were looking for someone. You kept walking and met up with your friend in the corner. At the end of the day you were on your way back home when you felt an arm rapped around your waist and another on your mouth.