Fashionstudent Stories

A enemies to lovers fanfic about a drama class with jacob elordi your enenmy and there's a kiss scene?!

He came back to the place he once called home, Expecting old streets, familiar faces, But not her -The quiet girl wrapped in tradition, Who had always been there, But never quite seen. They'd met, they'd spoken, She was just Tanvika -Soft-spoken, reserved, The kind he never pictured beside him. Not loud, not wild, Not the kind he dated... or desired. But love isn't always thunder. Sometimes, it's a whisper. A glance that lingers.A silence that speaks. And in that silence, Between what's expected and what's felt, He finds her. Not his type. Not his plan. But maybe... his PERFECT kind of WrOnG!!

Two dreams. Two cultures. One thread holding them together. Vahnika's dream was stitched in quiet South Indian nights - but Mumbai's chaos is unravelling her faster than she can sew herself back together. Between whispered cultural jabs and the pressure of a coveted fashion seat, she's ready to quit... until an unexpected stranger sees the thread she's about to break.

Alec Carter is the rude, arrogant and selfish CEO of a multi-billion company doing nothing but pleasing himself. But one day, his mother told him to use his riches to help those suffering illnesses to create a more positive image for his son. What will he do? Will he listen? Selena Ross is just an average girl in college but her life suddenly changes when her memories have been stripped from her. What happened to Selena?

When a regular college student meets a mysterious stranger on the streets of paris... The only story that I have ever written: a Vkook story Top Tae Bottom Kook Other characters: Jimin Jin Don't judge too hard okay? (Very very VERY slow updates)

𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕃𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕦𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕.

Seoul never sleeps- it watches. In a modern South Korea ruled by neon lights, secrets, and crime statistics, the CID Special Task Unit handles cases too twisted for ordinary law enforcement. Serial disappearances. Fashion-house scandals. Murders that look like art. At the center of the storm stands Sanemi Shinazugawa (20)-volatile, brilliant, sharp as the wind he carries. A CID officer with anger issues, unresolved trauma, and instincts that never miss. And then there's Giyuko Blossom (18)-a second-year fashion design student with star-bright talent, soft smiles, and eyes that see patterns where others see chaos. She doesn't belong in Sanemi's world. Until she does. One case drags them together. One truth tears them apart. And one bond-slow, dangerous, inevitable-changes everything. Surrounded by a powerful circle of CID officers, consultants, and allies-Giyu Tomioka, Shinobu Kocho, Mitsuri Kanroji, Obanai Iguro, Muichiro Tokito, Tengen Uzui, and more-the line between duty and desire blurs. In a city built on tradition and speed, can a fragile blossom survive the wind? Or will the wind finally learn how to stay?

Each university student sat in that familiar agreement, so in turn, the class let out quietly as usual. Marinette packed light, so with her notebook closed and pens stacked in her case, she walked out of class. Tikki sat asleep in her pack, undisturbed by the shifting. It was when she made her way to a coffee shop that she had been meaning to try that something struck her. Not inspiration, but a person. She knew the face well. How could she not? It was in every slideshow her design professor hurried through. No, not his teen heartthrob face. The one Adrian had grown into. The man himself took a step back and centered himself. "It's good to see you." She could feel his eyes, despite avoiding them. The small tension she had unwillingly raised dissipated, just her and an old classmate. Totally. - Its a MariChat story with an Adrienette intro

Description In Formula 1, everything moves fast-careers, headlines, expectations. Valentina Antonelli has no interest in any of it. While her younger brother Kimi steps into the world of racing, she's focused on her own path-building a future in fashion design, chasing deadlines, sketches, and a career she's worked too hard to risk losing focus on. The spotlight was never her goal. Distraction is something she can't afford. But one night changes the balance she's carefully built. At a private F1 gathering she only attends because she has to, she meets Charles Leclerc. He's confident, familiar with chaos, and used to being watched... yet somehow, he looks at her like she's the only thing in the room he can't ignore. It should be nothing. Just a conversation she forgets the next day. But some moments don't stay where they belong. And some people make it very hard to stay focused on anything else.

❝𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲, 𝐛𝐨𝐲, 𝐢 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮❞ 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩, 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘬𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘖𝘙... 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩, 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘣𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘳