Our last summer before you left [Jeonghan ff]✓
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  • Reads 11,690
  • Votes 162
  • Parts 22
  • Time 1h 52m
Complete, First published Aug 18, 2022
At summer Choi y/n goes to seoul to spend time with her brother but she goes through an embarrassing encounter 👀. (REWRITING)

*Warning*

This story may have cliche stuff, English isn't my first language so please excuse if I have bad punctuations or grammar.

This ff may also include bad language. 

So that's it And this is a Fanfiction. None of the characters are real. So let's begin! 
(This is my first fanfic so it might be bad..I might have put some of my personality in y/n.)

Credits to @isarkive for fixing my grammar!♡
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19 parts Ongoing Mature

Falling for him was as dangerous as the races he ruled. "Wonwoo hummed thoughtfully. 'You're quite young. Be cautious around men from Seoul. They have a way of deceiving,' he cautioned, his gaze lingering on her for a moment as the car came to a stop at a red light. 'And what about you?' she asked bluntly, regretting her words almost immediately after they left her lips. Wonwoo glanced at her, his expression unreadable for a moment before a light chuckle escaped his lips. The sound was low and melodic, mixing with the soft hum of the engine. He licked his lips, a subtle gesture that drew Yuna's attention. 'Me?' he repeated, his voice smooth. 'I don't mess with good girls,' he replied casually, his gaze meeting hers briefly before returning to the road ahead." His life was a race, and she was just another prize to claim.