she looked up at the stars so she'd feel less alone. they looked back at her so they'd feel seen. ~sequel to The Mountain with Melted Snow Caps~

she loved the mountains and they loved her back. ~a folktale inspired story~

The heat radiated off the scorching speckles of granulated sand. The sun gleamed onto your face as though attempting to create a hole. The sound of the waves crashed onto the shore while birds flew high above you across the baby blue sky. Contentment washed over you as you peacefully laid on the open plain of the bay. A colossal ship was beached on the sandy shore and a cluster of men stood around it looking at a gaping hole that seemed to be blown into the right bottom bow of the ship. They seemed unaware of your presence, you needed their help to get of this island that you woke up on. Eight young pirates and one amnesiac. Will they hurt, fight, love, cry or die? Perhaps all of the above.

"I don't want to be your first. I want to be your last." In which a small town boy decides he wants to lose his virginity to the school's so-called "slut".

"ice cream?" "okay!" seven times hongjoong bought the members ice cream, and one time the members did the same for him.