Ahofsteven Stories

"Please accept me as I am," he said to the camera. But inside, the heart molded by the Project reached back to the eight boys who were the closest thing to family he'd ever known. He should feel safe. Content. Until his Korean comes out a little too neat, and he catches Chihen's head tilt. Until he catches a stray bottle or a toppling light fixture without looking, too precise, too consistent to be a coincidence. Until he scares Shuaibo to death when he enters with a presence too silent, too still for a fifteen-year-old child model. They didn't need to know. The truth was ugly, inhumane, stripped of the fire and flashiness that defined the path they were partaking in. They'd cease to see their bright, talented, snack-loving maknae. They'd see a killer. Disclaimer: this fic is not intended to reflect AHOF in any shape or form. Just for fun. Started: October 2nd 2025 Finished: TBA #1 in ahof as of December 3rd 2025