"Teach me how to fight." "Fuck off." Jimin is a highschooler who gets bullied for learning contemporary dance and ballet. He loves dancing way too much and hates being brought down because of it. Determined, he searches for someone to teach him how to fight. That person happens to be Lee, an ex underground fight club champion. For some reason, Lee gave up fighting and teaching how to fight, but Jimin desperately needs their help and he's not a quitter. What Jimin didn't expect, though, is that Lee is a girl with a dark past. A dark past much related to his own. --- Status: Ongoing Chapter Length: 1000-1500 Words

- Short chapters. - Mature language and actions.

+ [lowercase intended] ― park jimin decides to steal a laptop from a coffee shop, and look through it only to discover a pretty girl. <started 1/20/15, ended 8/4/16>

❝​she loves him, but he only loves her voice ❞ #5 in 'SadLoveStory' [09.06.2018] #31 in 'Heartbroken' [17.09.2018] #49 in 'Mute' [17.09.2018]

In a magical realm full of danger and possibilities, you were again and again put at risk of losing your life. Every time, you were saved by the same person. The person who fell in love with you. The person who you also fell in love with. Was it destiny? Or was it pure coincidence? "Who are you?" "I'm Jimin" There's something you didn't know about his identity but you know he isn't as simple as you think. With all the lies and dishonest, will the two of you end up together? ------------------- Jimin x Reader AU (fantasy/magic/romance) Started: January 28, 2018 Ended: ??? ©icries 2018.

"Screw off" "What if I don't want to?" "I'll make you" "Really? Come and show me then" A girl who isn't who everyone think she is and a boy who could change everything

she's his target but can he actually kill the person he fell deeply in love for?

"Spread your legs for a lollipop." #5 in FANFICTION✓ © sujinniie 2019-2020 ✓

"A hidden connection is stronger than an obvious one." ©𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐄𝟏𝟕 No translations allowed. |*Contains some mature and triggering content*| 18+

"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