A lost man with no memories of his past. A simple nurse with a simple life. You never thought a good man existed, let alone one that would appear right out of thin air and in front of you. Was this too good to be true? Only one way to find out, to let him into your life. *** Your eyes flickered, a shooting star darted across the Prussian sky. "Oh my god," you jumped, "Joon, you should have seen it, it flew so fast." Joon, he heard it again, this time, your voice came out sweet and true. He couldn't help but believe that no one had ever called him with such tender before. Then he did something unexpected. When his eyes opened, before taking in the room, he slowly turned his head to the window where the voice had been coming from. He didn't have any sort of expectations of who it might have belonged to but when he found the person standing there, his heart raced. A breeze in her hair and the smile that no stars can compare to. A sensation crawled over his body, like an instinct to protect that happiness. He was breathing again. The monitor went off, his heartbeat was out of control. As you turned around, your knees almost gave out and your heart leaped. His eyes were fixated on you. But as soon as you blinked, they shut again and you questioned if you saw right in the first place. It could have been because you were too excited about the star and you created an illusion for yourself. Or that naively, you had wished upon the star that he would wake up to see the sky with you.

You're just a "normal" girl that happens to be into K-Pop and, in specific, the band BTS. Nothing exciting, right? That was until you and your friends decide to do something with your taste in music. You decide to go onto AGT, otherwise known as America's Got Talent, singing songs from the K-Pop universe. When Mel B presses the golden buzzer, she has a surprise cooked up for you. The moment you meet and get to know your bias, the one and only Kim Namjoon, you fall in love. But it all goes downhill from there...

"Surely Seokjin told you that I was sick." the Prince said, "You wouldn't leave a sick person by himself, right?" He leaned forward, hands on the desk. "Well, um, I don't want to disturb you while you eat and you seem fine, for the most part..." you said in a quiet voice. You've never been alone with him for this long before. The space felt smaller than it actually was. "Are you accusing me of lying?" One of his eyebrow raised as the chocolate orbs pierce through you. "Your Highness, my apologies. I don't mean anything by that statement-" "Then sit down." It was a royal command and you took the seat in front of him. "Am I fun to look at?" he asked. It knocked you out of your thoughts, you realized you had propped an elbow up and your head rested on it, staring at him like a stalker. "My apologies, your Highness." you said, submerged in embarrassment. You really did want to leave now. But his gaze continued to pin you down. "I'm just joking. Please look at me all you want." Prince Namjoon, he was the epidemy is all that is good. You knew you didn't deserve him. You were only the Princess's tutor after all. But the palace is filled with secrets. And once you found out who you really were, you knew you could never be with your prince.

His pink hair, his dimples, his tall figure. You remember those things. But you have no idea who he is or why he keeps showing up around you. You knew he was dangerous, but you couldn't help but want to be near him. "Did you ever like me?" you asked. "No" he simply answered before closing the door. He was lying, and you knew that. But you needed to know why. As a screenwriter, you're used to picturing endless possibilities to stories, but nothing prepared you for the encounter with a certain stranger.

Sequel to Waste it On Me Author's Note: I won't say anything else. Read to find out! I will say there will be domenstic violence scenes. Please read at your own risks!!

"Well Miss Doh, it seems that he likes you, which is rare. How about this, how would you like to become his full-time nanny?" "Excuse me?" "I'll pay you double whatever your work is paying you right now. And I'll need you to move into my house immediately. I have a business trip tomorrow and I can't leave Rap Mon alone at home. You'll also be in charge of his meals and mine 24/7, and cleaning his room. Does that sound okay?" "Just wait a minute-" "And... you'll also be cleaning my room." "Hold on!" you yelled, cutting him off this time. "First off, I don't even know you, you could be a serial killer for all I know. And secondly, it seems like you want me to be your dog's servant." "Don't be silly. Of course not." he chuckled, you laughed along with him. "You'll be my servant as well." Kim Namjoon. an arrogant CEO of RKive entertainment. He doesn't need anyone, except that people has to rely on him. He gets whatever he wants and no one would dare defy him. But he was wrong. Being wrong should make him mad, but when it comes to you, he can do anything but. A/N It occurred to me that I should make this warning. If you don't like blackpink ships, please bare with me, they're not the focus of the story.

"Namjoon, I get that you don't feel anything towards me and I respect that, I truly do. But that doesn't stop me from feeling something for you. I know it's dumb, and so dangerous of me to put myself through it. But I'm here. And when you do things like this, or buying me clothes, or even calling me, I can't help but feel hope and I hate it. I need an escape." Namjoon dropped his shoulders and walked closer to you. Your back hit the frigid, brick wall and he didn't seem to stop moving. His eyes locked with yours when his face was only inches away. "I don't want you to escape me." Being friends with the person you have a crush on is hard, it's even harder when he had already rejected you once. While you tried moving on, it seemed that he had other plans. Welcome to the business world of Kim Namjoon.

"Namjoon, what am I to you?" your voice came out weaker than you wanted but you stood your ground. "What? Y/N, you're being ridiculous. You're my girlfriend, of course." he chuckled. He had already turned back around to face the computer. At least he didn't put his headphones back on. "Really, Namjoon? Because it feels like I'm your maid." Dating is already hard. But imagine dating the leader of one of the biggest Korean boy group. You work as a doctor at Seoul's biggest hospital. You struggle between work and your relationship with an idol. Will your relationship prevail? Or will both of you end up losing in this maze?

He had memorized the address and searched for your door. He remembered that you told him you were only renting the place. He wondered if he would see your tenant and thought how he would explain the situation to that person. "I'm here to see Y/N, the person I like. Please let me see her." He repeated in his mind. He continued to repeat it as he knocked on the door, and even as the door was beginning to open. "I'm here to see..." His mind blanked and your eyes widened in shock and horror. He didn't see Y/N. Namjoon was looking at a stranger. Even with the world at your fingertip, you stopped feeling what you should be feeling for the cello. In a heat of the moment, you decided to audition as a producer for BigHit under a disguise. Things went well except for the fact that Kim Namjoon hates your guts but loves the person he sees on stage.

RM! They all shouted. To them, that name meant the handsome rapper and one of the members of Cypher, Korea's hottest hip-hop group. To you, that name meant a childhood heartbreak. Slowly, you lifted your head up, trying to act normal but the moment you saw those chocolate eyes, memories replayed in your mind like a movie. Holding hands, laughing at nothing, sharing smoothies, catching crabs, all gone now. For a moment, his eyes met yours before the girls started crowding him. He was speechless, his mouth opened slightly. Through all the commotions, you managed to escape out the back door of the classroom. You didn't want to be there, where your first love was standing. Reunions were supposed to be anything but heartbreaking. But it seemed that heartbreaks were common with you two.