Untold | NewJeans Story

Untold | NewJeans Story

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Sep 29, 2026
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Fanfic
Newjeans
Alternate Universe (AU)
Five girls. Five different lives. Five stories hidden behind the people everyone thinks they know. The quiet one who listens more than she speaks. The sunshine girl who hides her storms behind a smile. The dependable one who carries everyone else's problems but her own. The girl who is always surrounded by people yet sometimes feels alone. And the girl behind the camera who captures everyone else's memories while leaving herself out of the frame. They laugh, they argue, they grow closer, and somewhere between friendship and something more, feelings begin to unfold. But beneath every smile is something left unsaid. Because sometimes, the most important parts of someone's story aren't found in what they say. They're found between the lines.
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*Mature Content Warning!! Rape, Prostitution and Violence * Yes I drew the cover art myself, follow naosentai on X to get 🍧 ice cream from me. She was raised to be a weapon. She never expected the blade turned against her to be a girl she once loved. Hanabi has spent her whole life becoming exactly what the Scarlet Sect required of her, cold, disciplined, unbeatable. Feelings were a weakness she trained out of herself years ago. Then Hirara returns the same girl she once shared quiet moonlit nights with, now a kunoichi cutting through her clan like they mean nothing. Every fight leaves the training halls painted red, and every word out of Hirara's mouth sounds less like an enemy and more like a confession. "Isn't the moonlight beautiful tonight?" Hanabi doesn't want to hear it. She doesn't want to remember rooftops and stolen sweets and a smaller, softer Hirara who used to laugh beside her. She has a clan to protect and a monster to put down.

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