Истории Jongwooxmoonjo

Hi! This is my first time writing a story and publishing it on a website like so, so I hope you all enjoy reading it. This also has a mention of suicide, so to those who sensitive of that topic being brought up, ill just like to add that it is mentioned in this chapter. This is a story I came up with of strangers from hell. Since I wasn't too fond of how it ended, this will be my version of how everything goes. Sorry, I'm not too good at explaining these types of things but again I hope you all enjoy it! If you have any further questions, feel free to drop them in the comment section!

"Why do you keep calling me jagiya, huh? you have a crush on me or something?" I shouted, still pointing my finger at him. Everyone was silent and shocked, no one dares to speak anything as Moon-Joo was standing right infront of me. "You have no idea how bad I wanted kiss those lips." The reason why Jong-Woo moved to seoul is because he was offer a job from his senior that just started a new company and decided to take him in and hire him as an intern. Not only that, he finally get to meet his girlfriend who is also currently working in seoul. However, mysterious events start occurring in the apartment, causing Jong Woo to start fearing the apartment's residents. To make matters things worse, his next door neighbor Seo Moon Jo, a charismatic dentist won't stop calling him jagiya.

One cares about him or so he thought

Just because I felt I needed this. Jong-Woo X Moon-Jo

𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒈-𝒘𝒐𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒊𝒄 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚...𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏-𝒋𝒐 𝒈𝒖𝒚 Inspiration from the kdrama Strangers From Hell

"you can run, but you can't hide" while smiling like a maniac

After Jong woo left the hospital he kept feeling uneasy, like someone was watching him

Aquí encontraras fotos y fanarts del drama "Stranger from hell/ Hell is other people" ^^ mejor dicho de la couple de Moonjo x Jongwoo

"Are you scared?" His voice is calm, but those eyes don't look away, cold and deep as an abyss. I don't answer. I stare at the floor, feeling the weight of his gaze that doesn't leave. I lower my head slightly, trying to escape him, but a slow and unexpected hand lifts my chin, forcing me to look at him. His skin is cold against my jaw, the touch light but firm. "Don't worry, 𝑱𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒚𝒂."