Double B | Chatroom

Double B | Chatroom

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A Chatroom between double B , for people who don't know .... Hanbin ( B.i ) & Jiwon ( Bobby ) of iKON This will basically be them chatting and everything and there might be some surprises while I write hehe Also I'm starting this because my Hanbin fanfic might take longer and i decided to show you how they became friends in my own way ;) I was inspired by all the Chatroom stories :) || Credit to all of them <33 ||
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[COMPLETED] After four relentless years of training, you and Sindy were finally about to debut as "QUEEN" , a highly anticipated duo under YG Entertainment. Your dreams were within reach. But everything came crashing down the moment Kim Han Bin, the cold-blooded leader of IKON, shattered your future. Eye for an Eye. Tooth for a tooth. Burn for a burn. A broken heart for a broken heart. From that moment on, you harbored a burning hatred for Kim Han Bin. He had stolen your dream, and now, the only thing left was revenge. "Should we teach him a lesson?" Sindy asked, her voice dripping with mischief as a wicked smirk curled on her lips. You locked eyes, and without a second thought, the plan was set in motion. The plan was simple: make Kim Han Bin fall in love with you, hard. But not just fall - make him believe it. Make him desperate. Then, when he was at his most vulnerable, you would crush him. It was the perfect revenge. And you were going to savor every moment of it. But as the game began, something unexpected happened. The lines blurred. You were no longer just playing a part. You started feeling things. Real things. For him. "This wasn't supposed to happen. It was supposed to be an act... just an act of revenge." You repeated the words to yourself, your heart pounding, trying to suppress the emotions. "Do NOT fall into his trap!" But the more you fought it, the harder it became to let go of the feelings that were growing inside you. And the question haunted you: was he playing you, or were you playing yourself?

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