He lives in a family that forbids him-and his sister-from ever stepping beyond the boundaries of their property. Disobedience means punishment... or possibly death. Cut off from the so-called "bad outside world," as their parents call it, he knows nothing of education, electronics, or gender equality. They live like primitives. His sister cooks and handles the household chores alongside their mother, while the father takes Taehyung to labor in the fields. He is simple-minded-believing whatever his parents want him to believe. They are brainwashing their children. But what happens if he ends up outside? What if he meets someone like Haru-kind, generous, and completely unlike anything he's ever known? What if he develops an affection for her... one that she never asked for? Yandere Taehyung X Original Female character ~Slow updates ~ #16 in disturbing on 19/02/20 #9 in disturbing on 7/07/20 #5 in disturbing on 8/07/20 !!! #1 in disturbing on 11/07/20 and 6/09/20 !!! #7 in mental on 3/04/20 #52 in bts on 2/10/20

[COMPLETED] "A whore is someone who sells their body; a hostess is someone who entertains guests to make them feel welcomed and loved. There is a difference." (Y/N), a woman who moved from the suburban area of South Korea to one of the biggest cities: Seoul, ranked up to the highest "Hostess" of the city. #1, the most eligible girl, whatever she was, all she wanted was a stable job to provide for her college tuition, but that's not all she gets. 7 men. 7 different personalities and occupancies all stumble to her with different wants and needs. What happens if those wants and need becomes more... obsessive? BTS X Reader Yandere Highest rankings: #1 in btsfanfic #1 in Taehyung #1 in Jungkook #1 in Yandere #5 in Suspense #2 in kpop #3 in Seokjin #3 in Jimin #1 in Namjoon Started: January 2, 2020 Ended: June 4, 2020

"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