Rihhsarang Stories

I liked him first. The quiet, untouchable boy who never looked at anyone twice. But the day he broke my trust- everything changed. Now, I can't stand him. And somehow... that's exactly when he starts noticing me. He calls me Sarang like it's a joke. I hate that name now. And I hate him even more for making my heart react to it. Because some stories don't start with love- they start with misunderstanding, ego... and something far more dangerous.