My type - Kang Haerin x Reader

My type - Kang Haerin x Reader

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Each chapter is based on a song built around feelings. So the whole story feels like a playlist, every track pushes the relationship forward. Maybe even down at times. Songs: You don't know my name- Alicia Keys Do you like me?- Daniel Caesar Fade into you- Mazzy Star Kiss me - Sixpence None The Richer Get you- Daniel Caesar Coffee-Miguel Talk- Khalid FRI(END)S- V 12 to 12 -Sombr TBD
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Bbangsaz Stranger Roomates Trope ••• If you had told Hanni Pham last week that she'd soon be sharing a bed with a complete stranger, she would've choked on her iced coffee. And not the cute, meet-cute kind of stranger either-more like the mysterious, silent type who works night shifts, communicates exclusively through sticky notes, and has a name that sounds like they could be Medieval Knight. Minji Kim. Hannj needs a flat. Fast. Preferably one that doesn't cost more than her entire monthly salary and a kidney. Minji needs cash. Quietly. Preferably without having to talk to anyone. Ever. The solution? One flat. One bed. Two people who never, ever meet. Minji sleeps during the day. Hanni sleeps at night. What could possibly go wrong? Besides the passive-aggressive notes on the fridge. The suspiciously missing leftovers. The oddly personal post-its. And the increasingly strange sense that maybe, just maybe, you can fall for someone you've never even seen. Welcome to the most unconventional love story ever to start with a tenancy agreement.

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