a sequel to my book called "boyfriend"

Daniela has always lived in silence, trapped by her family's expectations and the weight of a name she never chose. Cold, distant, and carrying scars no one sees, she never believed happiness was meant for her. Then she meets Sophia, a quiet artist whose warmth and colors slowly seep into the cracks of Daniela's guarded world. In a school that whispers behind their backs, the two girls find something real-love that feels like freedom, and a home they never thought they'd have in each other. (Supposedly this should've been a Winrina fanfic, but I changed it to Sodani instead) ★

Dani dances to stay hidden. Sophia dances to be seen. When their worlds collide on the same stage, unspoken feelings begin to surface-tender, terrifying, and real. But in a world that makes loving each other feel like a sin, will they choose the dance... or the silence? Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. While inspired by real artists, all names, characters, places, and events are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

She's with him but Sophia can't stop wanting Dani. Every look, every touch, every stolen moment ignites a fire they can't control. Katseye Sodani

Sophia Laforteza didn't know what to expect when she transferred schools. What happens when she grabs the attention of Daniela Avanzini, the girl with a dangerous reputation?

If someone had told Seulgi three months ago that she'd end up sharing a house with her mother's new fiancé and his daughter, she would've laughed. Or screamed. Or both. Now? Well-she's still screaming. But more internally. Mostly. "I swear to God, if you touch my skincare again, Jaeyi-" "Relax! I was just borrowing your toner. And serum. And... maybe the snail essence. Your pores look rich, I'm trying to invest." Seulgi clenched her jaw, gripping the bathroom doorframe like it personally betrayed her. "Your investment plan is going to end in hospital bills." Living under the same roof as Jaeyi was like signing up for emotional whiplash. One moment she was laughing at Jaeyi doing a ridiculous dance in the kitchen with a burnt pancake on her head; the next, she was staring too long when Jaeyi came home in a sundress that shouldn't be legal. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair. Because Jaeyi wasn't just annoying. Or pretty. Or funny in a way that made Seulgi want to punch a pillow. Jaeyi was her. The kind of chaos Seulgi never asked for but somehow couldn't stop orbiting around. "You're staring again," Jaeyi teased one evening, perched on the kitchen counter, eating grapes like a Greek goddess with no regard for personal space. "No, I'm regretting my life choices," Seulgi deadpanned, turning away, ears turning traitorously red. Jaeyi tilted her head. "Sure you are. Just like how you 'regretted' sitting next to me during movie night. Or how you 'regretted' holding my hand during that thunderstorm." "That was for safety," Seulgi snapped, grabbing a water bottle just to have something to hold that wasn't Jaeyi's smug face. "Oh? So if another thunderstorm happens, you'll hold someone else's hand?" Silence.

In the shadow of a vanished life, time becomes both ally and enemy. Seulgi disappeared in the last months of 2023, leaving behind only questions-and a void that stretches unbroken into 2025. Jaeyi, refuses to let hope fade. Armed with determination and haunted by every unanswered text, she embarks on a relentless quest for the truth. As Jaeyi digs deeper, she enlists the help of Kyung and Yeri-each bearing their own scars and secrets. Together, they follow a trail of half-whispered rumors, cryptic clues, and unexpected betrayals. Every step forward risks shattering the fragile bonds between them, and every revelation brings Jaeyi closer to a truth she may not be ready to face. Is Seulgi still alive, or has hope slipped through their fingers forever? When the past returns to haunt the present, sacrifices must be made-and some hearts cannot survive the final reckoning.

Jaeyi doesn't do emotions. She leads with silence, works without rest, and keeps everyone at a distance. She's the CEO, disciplined, unshakable, and entirely alone. Then Seulgi walks in, young, curious, and unexpectedly bold, assigned as an intern under her wing. What begins as cold professionalism slowly shifts. A glance held too long. A silence that lingers. And beneath it all, something sharp. Something neither of them dares to name. This isn't love. Not yet. But it's a slow-burning pull, dangerously quiet and impossible to ignore. And once the line is crossed... there's no going back.

Can these lovers get past all the baggage of their past? Can a new love, stronger and deeper than before, prevail? jensooau | converted story of JENSOO G!P Ryleigh Renee | all CREDITS TO THE AUTHOR of the story