Atfirst Stories

Park Jimin has always been Rank One. Until Jeon Jeongguk walks into Haneul University's Honors College and takes everything Jimin thought he knew about excellence, competition, and himself, and turns it upside down. One believes in preparation. The other believes in instinct. One follows the rules. The other questions them. They were never supposed to get along They were supposed to compete. But in the midst of it, they become something neither of them planned for. OR: "Jeongguk-ssi." The low, polite voice carried smoothly through the quiet room. "You forgot your syllabus," Jimin said softly. Jeongguk glanced down at the paper in Jimin's hand. He didn't reach for it. He didn't look flustered, nor did he apologize for his carelessness. Instead, a tiny, almost imperceptible tilt appeared at the corner of Jeongguk's mouth. "I didn't," Jeongguk replied smoothly. Before Jimin could process the brief answer, Jeongguk raised his right hand from his hoodie pocket and lightly tapped two fingers against the side of his temple. "I memorized it." Jimin's breath hitched in his throat. Jeongguk dropped his hand back into his pocket, turned back toward the exit, and continued walking. His long, easy stride carried him past the heavy mahogany doors and out into the bright, marble-lined corridor of the Honors Building without a single backward glance.

So I'm gonna make a story then the lemon. This is my first written lemon so please don't hate (╯3╰). And I know I have horrible grammar,and if you don't want to read a lemon then I suggest you don't read. Enjoy (๑¯ω¯๑)

Izuku was doing his notes in class, not from what the teacher was saying but from random thoughts and plans in his head. He was unlucky to have a vent opening above him in which a certain chimera was walking around. Izuku noticed too late and closed his notebook after too much was seen. The next day class 1a and 1b were called to the auditorium for an announcement of an event. UA civil war.

All started with detergent

Princess Nyra was meant to be forgotten-until the most feared king in the realm claimed her as his bride. Bold, stubborn, and unafraid, Nyra enters a marriage meant to bind power and blood. But her new husband, King Malrith, is no ordinary man. Handsome, heartless, and whispered to be more demon than king, he hides a secret only she has ever touched-long before their wedding. She speaks. He listens. But love was never part of the bargain. And something in the shadows wants her to run.

As soon as I became a cheer leader I said that I'd never date a foot ball player. Oh boy was I wrong.

falls in love with a girl he just met

A game of 'Never Have I Ever' turns into a game of 'What Hasn't Steve Done?"