Between the lines (BL)
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Synopsis:
Pond is the witty, confident president of the university's theater club - always smiling, always in control. Phuwin is a new transfer student, quiet but sharp-eyed, who joins the club to improve his acting skills for an upcoming competition. At first, Pond treats him like just another junior to mentor... but Phuwin's calm defiance and hidden charm start to slip under his skin.
Meanwhile, Joong and Dunk, both members of the club, are caught in their own slow-burn romance - full of stolen glances, petty arguments, and lingering touches that everyone but them seems to notice.
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