Hiii guysss
I've got a new story idea.
HATE ME , HEAL ME.
Wonwoo’s POV:
I don’t believe in fate. Or karma. Or curses.
Those are just excuses people make when they lose control — and I hate losing control.
So when Hoshi drags me to a fortune teller, I roll my eyes through the whole thing. I laugh. I mock her.
Big mistake.
Because later that night, the headaches start — sharp, blinding, endless.
No medicine helps. No doctor understands.
It only stops when he’s around.
Kim Mingyu.
My roommate. My enemy. My walking disaster of a headache — who somehow becomes my cure.
And now I don’t know what’s worse — the pain when he’s gone, or the way my heart hurts when he’s close.
He's supposed to be my pain , NOT my peace.
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Mingyu’s POV:
He’s always hated me. I could see it in his eyes, hear it in his voice.
And maybe I deserved it — for teasing him too much, for caring when I shouldn’t have.
But lately… something’s different.
He flinches when I’m gone, breathes easier when I’m near.
He doesn’t say it, but I can feel it — in the silence between us, in the way his gaze lingers too long.
He says I’m his curse, but I think he’s mine.
Because every time he looks at me like that, I start to believe it’s not hate between us.
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What do u think ???
Should I write it?
