And no one leaves.

And no one leaves.

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Fanfic
Acción y Suspenso
Fantasía
LGBTQIA+
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Two rival master thieves, forced together by a pair of accidental titanium handcuffs in a locked-down vault, must survive the night without killing each other. Tethered at the wrist, Dunk's chaotic charm and Phuwin's sharp intellect collide in a high-stakes escape fueled by sharp banter and undeniable tension. No keys, no rules, and no one leaves.
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Thailand's biggest entertainment company, THEEVEE Entertainment, debuts its newest idol group DAWN - four rising stars who quickly become the industry's brightest names. But fame is loud, chaotic, and relentless. Outside the spotlight exists another world - the quiet empire built by four brilliant young entrepreneurs behind BLAC, one of Thailand's most influential fashion brands, and ACE Telecommunications, a rapidly expanding tech company. When a collaboration between THEEVEE and BLAC brings these two worlds together, eight lives begin to intertwine. Friendships deepen. Secrets grow heavier. Love appears when no one is looking. And sometimes the brightest dawn begins in the quietest dusk. At the center of it all is Pond, the calm but emotionally guarded rapper of DAWN, and Phuwin, the quiet genius who carries a past he rarely speaks about. Their story begins with a photograph. And a glance that lasts a second too long.

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