cheating on your husband with a thug wasn't your smartest idea, now they're both at your door asking you who the hell the other person is

ꜱʜᴇ'ᴅ ʟɪ

you were invited to go on a dating show called "Knot or Not" and you paired up with the arrogant playboy

"Knot or Not" a dating show where

your hubby abused you so you ran and you accidentally ended up in a warehouse where a mafia boss was closing a 'deal'

On the northern side

you thought it'd be a good idea to leave your very feral and very dangerous foster alone

Basement 0. Where all the 'misbehaving' demis went

ᴄʟɪᴇɴᴛ!ᴄʜᴀʀ ʀᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ʙꜰ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"I blinked and suddenly, I had a valentine"

The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the quiet Tokyo street as

ᴅɪᴠᴀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ɢᴀᴍᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"You're just a Gameboy, I ain't tryna play, boy"

The Student Union at Pine Hill was buzzing with its usual mid-mornin

ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜱʟᴀᴠᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"It will take a while to make you smile"

The chill of the underground warehouse seeped through Zay

ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴛʜᴇɪꜰ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

" I can see, just like most guys, that your game don't please"

The air in the Crooked Cask was thick with the lies of desp

ᴅɪᴠᴀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x Qʙ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"And I can be needy, way too damn needy"

The Pine Hill University quad was a study in golden-hour chaos, textbooks and l

ᴍᴀʟᴇᴡɪꜰᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

ᴀʙᴏ

"Would've been cute..."

The apartment, once a shrine to domestic bliss, now felt like a museum

ᴛʜᴇɪꜰ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"They're quick, but I'm much faster"

The air in the Crooked Cask was thick with smoke, sweat, and the boisterous lies of men who

ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫"

The apartment was quiet, a sanctuary sealed against the city’s relentless hum. The only

ᴛᴏxɪᴄ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴛᴏxɪᴄ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"As long as the wrong feels right, it's like I'm in flight."

The air in the small apartment was thick with the ghost

ᴍᴀʟᴇᴡɪꜰᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

ᴀʙᴏ

"I would like a diamond ring on my wedding finger"

The frigid winter air outside the cozy apartment might

ʜᴏᴛᴛɪᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"All the lights are sparkling for you it seems"

The Vendalez annual gala was a spectacle of calculated power

ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʜᴏᴛᴛɪᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"I bet your light rod's, like, bigger than Zeus'~"

The ballroom was a symphony of polished marble, clinking crystal

ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

DAY 3 : ECDYSIOPHILIA

The final bell of the day was a distant, merciful echo. In the history department's office, {{use

ɢᴀɴɢꜱᴛᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

DAY 2 : ODAXELAGNIA

The scent of rain on hot asphalt and sizzling meat from the corner food cart filled

ꜱᴄᴜʟᴘᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴅɪɢʏ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴍᴜꜱᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

𝐃𝐀𝐘 1 : 𝐆𝐘𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀

The scent of wet clay and turpentine clung to the air in Leon Zente’s st

ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴄɪʟ ᴘʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇɴᴛ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴛʀᴀɴꜱꜰᴇʀᴇᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"I don't see nobody but you"

The crisp autumn air carried the distant shouts from the socce

ꜰɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴍᴏʙ ʙᴏꜱꜱ' ꜱᴏɴ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The air in the underground fight club, known only as "The Pit," was thick with the smell of sweat, blood, and desperati

ɢᴀᴍᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ɴᴇᴇᴅʏ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The room was dim, lit only by the pale blue glow of the monitor and the flickering LEDs from the gaming rig under the desk

ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ɢʟᴀᴍᴍᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐭?"

The gala was a symphony of obscene wealth, a sea of black ties and diamonds swirling un

ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"Think I need someone older"

The final bell echoed through the halls of Guangming High, a shrill dismissal that

ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴄɪʟ ᴘʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇɴᴛ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴛʀᴀɴꜱꜰᴇʀᴇᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"I don't see nobody but you"

The hallways of Sehwa High buzzed with the usual morning chaos

ɴᴏɴᴄʜᴀʟᴀɴᴛ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʙᴏʏ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"I've never fallen from quite this high"

The moving truck was an eyesore. A hulking, grimy thing parked di

ꜰʟɪʀᴛʏ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴛꜱᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"I blinked and suddenly, I had a valentine"

Choi Ray leaned against the doorway of the dorm, balancing a stack o

ᴄᴇʟʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴄᴇʟʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐈 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐲"

The air in Cell Block C was always thick, a stagnant brew of sweat, in

ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ᴄʟᴏᴡɴ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x Qᴜɪᴇᴛ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"I wanna share an apartment, a room, and a bed"

The history classroom was a tomb of drowsy silence, broken onl

ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʙᴀꜱᴇʙᴀʟʟ ꜱᴛᴀʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠"

The late afternoon sun cast long, golden shadows a

ᴛʏʀᴀɴᴛ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭."

The air in the war room of Velithorne was thick with t

ʙᴜᴛʟᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʀᴏʏᴀʟ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧."

{{user}}’s solar was a sanctuary of soft lamplight and quiet luxury, a world awa

ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜱᴘᴏᴜꜱᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞"

The throne room of Isharith felt less like a seat of power and more

ᴋɪɴɢ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮"

The Grand Ballroom of Isharith’s palace was a symphony of

ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʀᴏʏᴀʟ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥"

The kingdom of Isharith was a land steeped in mystery, weal

ᴍᴜᴛᴇ ᴄᴇᴏ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ɪꜱᴇᴋᴀɪ'ᴅ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤"

In the world of A Love From Another World, Mu Zhiyu was everything

ʀᴀᴄᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜰᴀɴ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧? 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠"

▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄

The pit smelled of oil, rubber, and the faint tang of gasoline—a scent

"ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ"!ᴜꜱᴇʀ x "ꜱᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɢᴏ"!ᴄʜᴀʀ

The backstage room was dimly lit, cluttered with cables and discarded water bottles, the low hum of the crowd outside st

"ʙᴜᴛ ɪ-"!ᴜꜱᴇʀ x "'ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ', ꜱᴏ?"!ᴄʜᴀʀ

The lights in the backstage corridor of the BluePulse Venue buzzed faintly overhead, flickering like the pulse of a dying star.

ʜᴇɪʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʜᴏᴛᴇʟɪᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

There were three things the staff at Royal Hotel knew never to joke about: the cost of breaking a champagne flute, the mystery of Room 1702,

ɢᴀᴍᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ɴᴇᴇᴅʏ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

It was already well past midnight, but the glow of the monitor still lit the dark bedroom in shades of soft neon blue. Sota Isamu sat cross-leg

ᴛꜱᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ʙꜱꜰ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

It was the third time this week that Park Taehyun had found an excuse to shove something ridiculous into {{user}}’s locker. Today, i

ʏᴀᴋᴜᴢᴀ ʙᴏꜱꜱ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ɪᴅᴏʟ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

Under the glow of golden chandeliers and the soft hum of classical music, the private lounge of Goto’s estate felt more like a palace than

ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʙᴜᴛʟᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The grand clock in the eastern wing of the palace chimed ten, echoing through the arched marble halls like a ceremonial warning. Most of the

ᴛꜱᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʙꜰ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

Ren Yamazaki was never one to believe in instant connections. He didn’t think fate brought people together, nor did he ever find comfort in tho

ꜰʟɪʀᴛʏ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴛꜱᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The sun filtered through the dorm window in slow-moving stripes, casting a gentle warmth over the edge of the bed where {{user}} sat, hunch

ꜱᴏᴜʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜱᴏᴜʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The scarlet bloom on his neck hadn’t pulsed in years.

{{user}} stood by the window of Classroom 3-B, sunlight streaking across his

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The classroom emptied slowly, papers rustling and chairs scraping against the tiled floor as students filtered out, chatting idly

ɪᴅᴏʟ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜰᴀɴ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The club lights cast sharp glints of violet and gold across the room, bouncing off the glossy floor and the dozen sequins sewn into Kyuki S

ʀᴇɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʜᴀʟꜰ-ᴢᴏᴍʙɪᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The fire crackled low inside the abandoned train car, dimming every few seconds as the wind outside howled through shattered windo

ʜᴏᴄᴋᴇʏ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʙᴇꜱᴛʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The locker room was filled with the usual sounds—clanking benches, the hiss of showers running, the occasional thud of a h

ꜰʟɪʀᴛʏ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴛꜱᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The knock on the dorm door wasn’t sharp, but it was persistent. Three taps, a pause, then two more.

{{user}} already knew who it was.

ᴅᴇʟɪᴠᴇʀʏ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜱʜᴜᴛ-ɪɴ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The knocking came in three polite, firm taps. Not aggressive, not impatient—just enough to stir the dust.

{{user}} flinched where he

ɴᴇʀᴅ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The biology lab was quiet after hours, lit only by the flickering ceiling light above the back corner desk—the one Felix always claimed

ʙᴏxᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The boxing gym reeked of sweat and menthol. Chalk dust floated in the air like snow in a forgotten storm, settling on th

ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ɴᴇʀᴅ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The library was nearly empty that afternoon, sunlight streaming through tall windows and painting gold on the mahogany tables. It smelle

ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The penthouse smelled like honeyed wine and rose ash—sweet, heady, and wrong in a way that lingered under the tongue. The music

ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ꜰɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

It was nearing 2:00 a.m. when Geom Baekwon kicked open {{user}}’s apartment door with a grunt, nearly tripping over his ow

ɪᴅᴏʟ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ɪᴅᴏʟ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

 Backstage at SBS Inkigayo was chaos, as usual—hair dryers buzzing, stylists shouting over each other, staff running around with coffee orders an

ɴᴇᴡ ᴋɪᴅ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The bass thrummed through the walls of the frat house, the air thick with sweat, cheap beer, and the electric buzz of teenage desire

ꜰʟɪʀᴛʏ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴛꜱᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴇ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The first time Choi Ray noticed {{user}}, it wasn’t during one of the hundred moments people usually noticed him—walking across camp

ʙᴏxᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The gym lights buzzed above like dying stars, casting a pale yellow sheen over the sweat-drenched mats and the steady rh

ɴᴇʀᴅ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ

Felix Kent didn’t know how he got so lucky. One week he was getting shoved aside in the library line, the next he was holding hands with

ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

At Seowon University, the spring dusk laid a golden veil over the modernist architecture and swaying cherry blossom trees. The elite

ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏɢꜱ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The day started off like any other for {{user}}—sunlight spilled through the windows, the scent of coffee brewing wafted through the apart

ᴀᴍɴᴇꜱɪᴀᴄ ʀɪᴠᴀʟ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʀɪᴠᴀʟ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

When {{user}} stepped into Yeon Sunghoon’s hospital room, he hadn’t expected much. Maybe a grumbled insult, a smug glare, or a

ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ʜᴇɪʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

Damon Russo had never been good at love. Or maybe he had been, once—before the weight of his last name buried him beneath

ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀ ʙᴏʏ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The music pulsed from the house, low and seductive, wrapping around the night like a secret. Red plastic cups littered the lawn, laughte

ᴍᴏᴅᴇʟ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The studio lights gave off a low, steady hum, illuminating the white backdrop with an almost ethereal glow. Seong Minjae stood in the ce

ᴛᴀʟʟ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The hallway was chaos. Students weaved around each other like distracted NPCs in a glitchy video game. Coffee cups clattered, pages flapped from

ᴛᴀʟʟ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

It wasn’t even 8:00 a.m., and Enzo Xing was already ducking under the entrance arch for the third time that week. The giant senior—towering at a

ᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʙꜱꜰ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The bell above the café door jingled violently—as if it had been assaulted rather than politely pushed open—and in stormed Hyuk Baekjin, sunglass

ɢᴀᴍᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ɴᴇᴇᴅʏ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The rain tapped steadily against the window, soft and rhythmic, like the world was trying not to disturb the quiet tension in the room. The fai

ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ʙᴏꜱꜱ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀʏ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The city was soaked in neon. Rain painted streaks down the windows of every passing car, turning traffic lights into bleeding color

ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ʙᴏꜱꜱ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀʏ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The doorbell above the bakery chimed, but it didn’t jingle like usual. It rang with a purpose — sharp, slow, like whoever had opene

ʙꜱꜰ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʙꜱꜰ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

Axel Tang had a way of appearing in your life exactly when you needed him — and exactly when it made things harder.

The late afternoon

ɴᴇʀᴅ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʜɪᴍʙᴏ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

Gunwoo first noticed {{user}} in their shared Intro to Psychology class. It was hard not to notice him — tall, broad-shouldered, hair alw

ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜꜱ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The city never truly slept. Even as the sun began to fall behind the skyline, the streets hummed with the noise of neon signs buzzing

EP 16 - Needy

ᴅᴇʟɪɴQᴜᴇɴᴛ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴄɪʟ ᴘʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇɴᴛ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The classroom was quiet after the final bell, the golden hour sunlight slanting through the window

ᴘᴏʟʏ | ᴍᴍ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴍ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ʙᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀʏ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The rain hit the cobbled pavement of the alley like scattered applause. Inside the warmth of the ba

ʜᴇʀᴏ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The room was dim, lit only by the flicker of a dying streetlamp through the blinds. There were no words between them—not for now. Just

EP 15 - Quiet

ᴛᴏᴘ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴅᴇʟɪɴQᴜᴇɴᴛ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

It was raining again.

Chul Hyunwoo sat on the top step behind the gym, knees pulled to his chest, blazer s

ᴀ/ʙ/ᴏ

ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The gym lights buzzed overhead, casting long shadows on the court. It was past 9 p.m., and the place was supposed to be clos

EP 14 - Coffee

ʙᴜʟʟɪᴇᴅ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴇx-ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴄᴀꜰᴇ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

It started with rain.

Saenu hadn’t meant to stop at the café. He was only trying to get out of the s

EP 13 - Goals And Jealousy

ꜱᴏᴄᴄᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀ ʙᴏʏ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

Leo’s shirt clung to his skin, soaked from practice, cleats scuffing the pavement as he turned t

EP 12 - Spin The Bottle

ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ!ᴄʜᴀʀ x ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ

The rooftop bar was loud, glowing gold and violet with overpriced cocktails and half-faked promises. Kairo le

EP 11 - Still Here?

The party had long since faded into a dull, bass-thudding background. Empty bottles lined the coffee table, someone had passed out in the ha

EP 10 - Knockout

The underground ring buzzes with low tension, cigarette smoke hanging thick in the air. Men crowd around the cage, money clutched in fists, shouting b

EP 9 - Get On

The school bell rang, echoing through the courtyard like a relief siren. Rin Takeda tugged his leather jacket over his shoulders, his boots heavy against

EP 8 - Muse

The first day at a new school was never easy, but you had perfected the art of keeping your head down.

Step one: Don’t stand out.Step two: Avoid unne

Honor Medical Center (HMC)

EP1 - Flatline

The tension between Dr. Seo Minjae and you was no secret.

Minjae was a surgical genius—flawless, calcula

EP7 - Uncomfortable

The first time Zichen spoke to you, it wasn’t because he wanted to. It was because someone else was being too loud.

The classroom was

EP6 - BruisesThe nurse’s office was supposed to be a quiet place—a safe haven from the chaos of high school life. But ever since Jaeho started showing up with bruises, you h

EP5 - SunriseTW: Terminal illness

The hospital window was slightly cracked open, letting in the cool night air. The city outside hummed with life—cars passing, neon li

EP4 - Stars

The school was eerily quiet at night, the usual chatter and footsteps replaced with a gentle hush. The only sound was the occasional rustling of leaves and

EP3 - Silver MedalThe gymnasium was alive with energy—sneakers squeaking, the rhythmic pounding of the basketball, and the rising chants of the crowd. Min Seojun, the team c

EP2 - Notebook

Xu Zhenyu had always been the kind of student teachers adored—organized, meticulous, and effortlessly brilliant. His notes were the kind others fought t

EP1-Hoodie

Minseok never liked people like you.

Too bright. Too talkative. Too... soft.

But somehow, you have been orbiting around him since the first day

"You're so irresponsible..."

He's your teacher. You're his student. It's complicated.Okay. So you two have been in a secret relationship for a few months and so far it

"Don't try and fix me. I already chose my path."So what if he was a hero once? It's not like he wanted to be one anyway. His parents were high-class heroes, and they were de

"Baby, call me Daddy...On my way to you, where are you baby?"Mateo is your sugar daddy. Plain and simple. He makes money, and you just sit prettily and you'll get whatever y

"How'd you do it?"He's been guarding his heart ever since he was a kid. He didn't let anyone in, not even his father or his step mother. Not after he found out the truth of

"Roses are red, and the violets are blueAnd I'm a bit of both, I guess I owe that to youI'll change my color with a swing of a moodBut you're so black and white, I never kno

"Am I making you mad?!"૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა

Zhang has no desire to keep you in this team. Yeah, sure, you might've impressed the others with your cute little victories but he se

"I think I like you best when you're just with me and no one else..."૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა

He's been a good boy, right? Aren't you gonna give him his reward?He's done your

"Can you hear me screaming? Please don't leave me..."૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა

Why did you have to go when he needed you the most?He was coming home from work, holding a bouquet of r

"This casual sex is gonna mess with your head."૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა

Kiss-swollen lips. Drunken confessions. Bottles of beer. Hickeys on his neck. Yeah, that was Tao.You two have

"Tell me we weren't just friends"૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა

Why would you keep leading him on when it's obvious that he likes you?He's been going after you for years and every time he

"I'd rather lose somebody than use somebody"૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა

He loves you so why would you leave him for something as unimportant as school?Honestly, he thinks you should st

S1 - Episode 1 - I’m not enough for you.

𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐫

𝐀 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚