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nap of a star — nishimura riki. best friends to lovers. eventual established relationship. zombie apocalypse au. fluff. heavy angst.
synopsis. nishimura riki was sixteen when you taught him what love was. he is still sixteen when the universe teaches him of loss and rips you out of his hands. (1.9k words)
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Nishimura Riki was sixteen when you taught him what love was.
It was confusing at first. He didn’t understand why he felt funny whenever you would bump your shoulders with his, why his eyes would trail towards your direction after he would tell a joke, why he’d search for your face in every room, and why he was more aware of his actions when you were around.
You’d approach him, he’d start to sweat. You’d talk, and he’d notice the way your lips would curve up. And even though he didn’t know it yet, love was residing deep in his bones.
And he swears he didn’t intend on it; he’s only sixteen years of age and more often than not, he found that he didn’t care much about anything. He does things when needed, he only says what he needs to say, only listens when it interests him, but with you, he finds himself smiling at the most unexpected times.
He’s so drawn to you, with everything that you do. And suddenly, everything is about you.
The flower he sees while walking to school reminds him of that time the two of you had visited the flower shop and he had placed one on your ear. The shell he finds at the beach reminds him of your favorite pearl earrings. He was in love, and maybe it was because he hadn’t known love otherwise that he never truly realized it before.
He supposes he should feel embarrassed that you’ve managed to seize him entirely, but somehow it didn’t matter.
It’s a Sunday when you find one of the rare photos you had together with Riki displayed on the lock screen of his phone.
“Riki?”
“Hm?”
You still remember the day it was taken. It was after the both of you spent the entire day visiting downtown thrift stores and eating at your favorite stalls, the same day you stayed up talking on the phone until dawn.
You were the one who took the photo, smiling with him at the camera while the two of you wore the most absurd pieces of clothing you found at the thrift store (you had shoved a handful of clothes in his direction and asked him to wear it. How could he refuse when you looked so happy handing them over to him?). There’s a light tint of pink on his cheeks, and it’s obvious he’s trying to hold in a smile by covering his lips with a peace sign, and you had your face squished with his.
“You have us on your phone screen?”
It’s almost record-breaking time when his face flushes red. And he’s trying, really trying, to ignore your eyes because he hadn’t meant for you to see that, but it’s difficult when you’re smiling at him like that.
“You weren’t supposed to see that.” He grabs his bag from you, and he’s just standing there, but it’s clear he’s getting shy and flustered because he had just been caught red-handed.
“It just reminds me that no matter what happens, I have you,” Riki mutters quietly, eyes shifting towards your bedroom door as if it was the most interesting thing he’s ever seen. “Do you like me?”
The absurdity and straightforwardness of your question has him choking on his own spit, and he looks at you with wide eyes. He swears he can hear everything in your room, including the loud thuds of his heart beating through his chest.
“I’ve been thinking about it for a while… if you like me or not. I mean - it’s not like you’re really trying to hide it.” Riki’s mouth drops open and he’s quick to cross his arms defensively, shaking his head and trying to unconvincingly persuade you that you were wrong.
“For what it’s worth, I really like you too. A lot.” Your voice grows quieter and Riki immediately drops the hands he had folded over his chest. “Really?” A soft smile tugs on his lips.
“Yeah.”
Riki spends the entirety of sixteen being in love with you.
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Nishimura Riki is still sixteen when the universe teaches him of loss and rips you out of his hands.
“Are you okay?” Riki asks. He sounds horrendous.
You’re propped in a makeshift bed he had made you two nights ago after he had devastatingly found out you had been scratched. He didn’t take the news well - sobbing in your arms until he fell asleep. The events of that night are a blur, but you can still remember the haunting words Riki had repeated, “I can’t lose you, please… please tell me this isn’t real.”
The virus was taking an abnormally long time to overtake your system, and every night, Riki stays by your side to hold onto the last moments you will probably have together.
You’re able to see out the window to your left from where you’re laying, where the school grounds had been broken and vandalized, and where people you used to call your friends roam freely on the grounds - barely recognizable. You remember thinking of how you were going to be one of them soon in what you thought were your last hours.
On the first night, you and Riki talked about the day you had slipped out of your house and into the darkness outside to spend time with each other. You had class the next day, but you chose to spend the entire night in a park, a secret to the sleeping world around you. You recall holding onto each other and watching the sun rise. Riki remembers the tiredness weighing down his eyes, but he’d stay up another hundred hours to do it all again.
He falls asleep crying and holding onto you until all he’ll ever know is you.
On the second night, Riki cries again. He repeats, “please don’t leave me” as you tell him about the day you held hands and raced through a crowd to get on your favorite rides at the amusement park - your very first date. The sun was beaming, and the day felt timeless. He sang you to sleep on the way home.
Riki curses to Whoever is Above as you cry into each other’s arms. The both of you fall asleep exhausted, and you make him promise to try and get out of there alive, for the both of you.
Tonight, he lays beside you on the little table he had laid you on to rest. You had become a little more unresponsive - you knew it, and he knew it. There was nothing left he could do.
And you don’t know how hard it is for him not to cry again when every part of his body was screaming for him to do so because he was so afraid. He wasn’t ready to let you go. You were still so young. He had practiced not crying earlier while he was out looking for food and water at the school’s abandoned cafeteria, but nothing could ever prepare him for this.
When he finally speaks, his voice comes out broken and small.
“I’m gonna miss you.”
You have your head rested on his chest, and you let yourself absorb the gentle rise and fall of it. He feels the faint pressure of your hand holding onto his, and when you squeeze onto his hand, he knows you’re telling him it’s okay to cry.
“I’m gonna miss you so much.”
His next words come out in a sob. Riki shuts his eyes closed, running a hand through your hair and breathing in your scent. He tries not to think of anything else, he tries to just be with you. He doesn’t speak anymore, he just allows himself to cry and feel as he holds onto your limp body. Amid everything that was happening, he still felt it deep within his voice.
He still felt love.
And then he hears your voice.
“Sing for me?”
Riki takes a deep breath, and he tries to sing for you, like he always did before, despite his voice being a little wobbly and broken. “I can see even if you’re not by my side. I feel you even if you don’t say a word.”
It’s just the two of you in that room, with time stilling in that tiny room as he sings for you, pressing gentle kisses on the top of your head as if it was the last time he’ll ever be able to do so. “Even if it’s just in your memories, my heart is always dancing, just like before.”
You didn’t say much as you listened to his quiet singing.
“I want to be your nap so I can dream with you no matter when, as if nothing had happened. The moments that felt like magic and the brilliant night sky, they’re on my mind.” When Riki finishes singing, he lets out the most pained noise you had ever heard. As if it was finally dawning on him that he had to let you go soon. His first love, maybe his only love.
“Don’t be sad…” You try to lift your hand in a weak attempt at cupping his cheek. “Riki, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me.”
There’s a long silence before you see Riki’s face visibly break. You see the way he slowly loses composure of himself until he’s reduced to a sobbing mess. He buries his face deep in your hair, embarrassed. He doesn’t want you to see him like this, he doesn’t want this to be your last memory of each other.
Everything is so overwhelming, and it hurts everywhere. In his head, in his head, in his eyes. Everywhere hurts.
“Hey, it’s okay. I’ll visit you in your dreams.” He keeps his eyes shut closed when he feels your lips press softly on his chin. “Riki, look at me. Please…”
He couldn’t.
“Riki, please… for me?”
He wills himself to open his eyes and look at you, but the moment his gaze meets yours, he finds himself tearing up again. He knows he’s running out of time. He takes a breath too big for him and he’s reduced to a coughing fit.
When he meets your gaze another time, he realizes this could possibly be it. He tries to regain his composure before pulling you closer to his body.
Riki traces a finger on your face, watching you silently and studying your every feature before leaning down to place multiple kisses on the spots he had just traced. “Thank you for teaching me to love, and for loving me in return.” A quiet whisper.
He sees blood dripping down your nose.
“You’ll be okay, right?”
He knows he won’t be. He knows he’s so afraid of living without you, he knows it’s going to be difficult finding the will to survive the undead when you are no longer by his side, but he promised you he would try to live, so he puts everything into the lie that slips from his mouth.
“I’ll be okay.”
“You have to let me go now, you know what to do.” He feels you loosen a big breath and he nods his head understandingly. Riki places one last kiss on the corner of your lips as he breathes out a final ‘I love you’.
He wakes up the next day alone and bloody.
[6:02 PM] — park sunghoon. established relationship. (0.4k words)
Sunghoon’s life is growing tired. He’s not quite sure when it started, but he realizes it now — deflated and exhausted on his way home. He deduces it might’ve been from all his waiting only for nothing to come.
He catches himself unfocusing his eyes and breathing out until the stream of air thins more often than he’d like. A pang in his chest follows at the realization. Though, the reminder of a homecooked meal awaiting him makes him calmer.
His next breath is a sigh — there you are, in all your glory, his shirt framing your figure as you quietly make dinner. He guesses you must be wearing earphones from the way you don’t budge at the sound of the door opening.
Bleary and exhausted, he turns to wrap his arms around you, lips ghosting over your head as he mumbles sweet words of love to you.
It startles you for a moment, but you immediately calm when you breathe him in so instead, you let your body absorb the gentle rise and fall of his chest.
When you take his hands into yours, Sunghoon utters a prayer for the first time in the long time. A silent plead for the moment to stay like this, never fading and forever breathing against his lover’s back after a long day.
You feel like comfort, especially through flitting moments like these when the two of you are quietly standing in the kitchen, leaning into each other for support, and breathing in the smell of home.
Being with you is like going home — it’s like basking into the familiarity of victory.
A warm smile breaks over his face and he gently tugs at you to turn around so he can see you. He wants to bathe in your presence, into the feeling of longing finally achieved. And when you do, it takes him a few minutes to catch his breath.
Comfort really does surround you and encompasses the entirety of your life, Sunghoon thinks. Perhaps, unknowingly, you’re comfort personified.
He uses his palm to cup your cheek, moving slowly to catch glimpses of this moment into photographs in his mind. He inches forward, lips aching to steal yours into a long kiss. And when his mouth finally slots with yours, the overwhelming wash of his feelings almost make him cry.
Time slowed, and stilled. It was just the two of you, fingers carding through each other’s hair and stroking down spines in the empty, sunlit kitchen. The weight he felt earlier rolls out of his chest with ease, until he feels like he can finally relax and smile properly again.
He’s been so patient, and he thinks it’s finally come, that something he’s been yearning for all his life.
Sunghoon’s convinced that today, his life stopped growing tired.
heart can’t lose [53.2]
FIFTY THREE (ii). |prev/masterlist / next
PAIRING.lee haechan x fem!oc
WARNINGS.none
SUMMARY.fourth year pre-med student and neo university student council president, haechan lee does not have the time for relationships. instead, he focuses his attention on his studies and extracurriculars, so as not to disappoint his parents. that is until hera seo came along—and everyone starts to wonder if the university’s golden boy would finally let his heart lose.
TAGLIST.@neozonenet@radiorenjun@bluejaem@pink-but-rosie@renjun-pretty@holdinbacksecrets@rynshyuckies@jelllyjae@jenyongcas@whyisquill@beemarkie@morkxlee@hibuki-chan@moonwalkun@lyyhyuck@baekhyunstruly@lilacdreams-00@ridinhyuck@archivedmkl@najaeminluvbot@jiye0n0@rensiu@morkleetrash@neo444@hrjchive@keemburley@soobin-chois@yiz-yo@juune04@nctasdfghj@aerev@studywoo@jun5ui@smolpeyy@mahae66@kkotjia
HCL TAGLIST. @aedreamzy@moonsclover@rrnhyuck@reinde3r@daegalfangirl@yixingtion@dandelionxgal@thesunsfullmoon@yangsbff@y3jiishot@purpleheejin@prdshobi@vantxx95@googiewaterbottle@minavenue
heart can’t lose [53.1]
FIFTY THREE (i). |prev/masterlist/next
PAIRING.lee haechan x fem!oc
WARNINGS.none
SUMMARY.fourth year pre-med student and neo university student council president, haechan lee does not have the time for relationships. instead, he focuses his attention on his studies and extracurriculars, so as not to disappoint his parents. that is until hera seo came along—and everyone starts to wonder if the university’s golden boy would finally let his heart lose.
TAGLIST.@neozonenet@radiorenjun@bluejaem@pink-but-rosie@renjun-pretty@holdinbacksecrets@rynshyuckies@jelllyjae@jenyongcas@whyisquill@beemarkie@morkxlee@hibuki-chan@moonwalkun@lyyhyuck@baekhyunstruly@lilacdreams-00@ridinhyuck@archivedmkl@najaeminluvbot@jiye0n0@rensiu@morkleetrash@neo444@hrjchive@keemburley@soobin-chois@yiz-yo@hae06@nctasdfghj@aerev@studywoo@jun5ui@smolpeyy@mahae66@kkotjia
HCL TAGLIST. @aedreamzy@moonsclover@rrnhyuck@reinde3r@daegalfangirl@yixingtion@dandelionxgal@thesunsfullmoon@yangsbff@y3jiishot@purpleheejin@prdshobi@vantxx95@googiewaterbottle@minavenue
heart can’t lose [52.2]
FIFTY TWO (ii).|prev/masterlist/next
PAIRING. lee haechan x fem!oc
WARNINGS.none
SUMMARY. fourth year pre-med student and neo university student council president, haechan lee does not have the time for relationships. instead, he focuses his attention on his studies and extracurriculars, so as not to disappoint his parents. that is until hera seo came along—and everyone starts to wonder if the university’s golden boy would finally let his heart lose.
TAGLIST.@neozonenet@radiorenjun@bluejaem@pink-but-rosie@renjun-pretty@holdinbacksecrets@rynshyuckies@jelllyjae@jenyongcas@whyisquill@beemarkie@morkxlee@hibuki-chan@moonwalkun@lyyhyuck@baekhyunstruly@lilacdreams-00@ridinhyuck@archivedmkl@najaeminluvbot@jiye0n0@rensiu@morkleetrash@neo444@hrjchive@keemburley@soobin-chois@yiz-yo@hae06@nctasdfghj@aerev@studywoo@jun5ui@smolpeyy@mahae66@kkotjia
HCL TAGLIST.@aedreamzy@moonsclover@rrnhyuck@reinde3r@daegalfangirl@yixingtion@dandelionxgal@thesunsfullmoon@yangsbff@y3jiishot@purpleheejin@prdshobi@vantxx95@googiewaterbottle@minavenue
heart can’t lose [52.1]
FIFTY TWO (i).|prev/masterlist/next
PAIRING. lee haechan x fem!oc
WARNINGS.language
SUMMARY. fourth year pre-med student and neo university student council president, haechan lee does not have the time for relationships. instead, he focuses his attention on his studies and extracurriculars, so as not to disappoint his parents. that is until hera seo came along—and everyone starts to wonder if the university’s golden boy would finally let his heart lose.
TAGLIST.@neozonenet@radiorenjun@bluejaem@pink-but-rosie@renjun-pretty@holdinbacksecrets@rynshyuckies@jelllyjae@jenyongcas@whyisquill@beemarkie@morkxlee@hibuki-chan@moonwalkun@lyyhyuck@baekhyunstruly@lilacdreams-00@ridinhyuck@archivedmkl@najaeminluvbot@jiye0n0@rensiu@morkleetrash@neo444@hrjchive@keemburley@soobin-chois@yiz-yo@hae06@nctasdfghj@aerev@studywoo@jun5ui@smolpeyy@mahae66@kkotjia
HCL TAGLIST.@aedreamzy@moonsclover@rrnhyuck@reinde3r@daegalfangirl@yixingtion@dandelionxgal@thesunsfullmoon@yangsbff@y3jiishot@purpleheejin@prdshobi@vantxx95@googiewaterbottle@minavenue
heart can’t lose [51]
FIFTY ONE.|prev/masterlist/next
PAIRING.lee haechan x fem!oc
WARNINGS.language
SUMMARY. fourth year pre-med student and neo university student council president, haechan lee does not have the time for relationships. instead, he focuses his attention on his studies and extracurriculars, so as not to disappoint his parents. that is until hera seo came along—and everyone starts to wonder if the university’s golden boy would finally let his heart lose.
NOTE. pls i didnt know what name to put for haechan’s father i just put the first thing i though of
TAGLIST.@neozonenet@radiorenjun@bluejaem@pink-but-rosie@renjun-pretty@holdinbacksecrets@rynshyuckies@jelllyjae@jenyongcas@whyisquill@beemarkie@morkxlee@hibuki-chan@moonwalkun@lyyhyuck@najaeminluvbot@lilacdreams-00@ridinhyuck@archivedmkl@najaeminluvbot@jiye0n0@rensiu@morkleetrash@neo444@hrjchive@keemburley@soobin-chois@yiz-yo@hae06@nctasdfghj@aerev@studywoo@jun5ui@smolpeyy@mahae66@kkotjia
HCL TAGLIST. @aedreamzy@moonsclover@rrnhyuck@reinde3r@daegalfangirl@yixingtion@dandelionxgal@thesunsfullmoon@yangsbff@y3jiishot@purpleheejin@prdshobi@vantxx95@googiewaterbottle@minavenue
ENHYPEN MAKNAE LINEbaking you a cake !
cw : cursing, kms joke ?, mentions of food
a/n : so sorry for being pretty ia these days, i’ve been binge watching treasure map so idk i don’t have time to write stuff (its either that or i’m just lazy LMFAOO) anyways pls enjoy this ! <3 ALSO I REACHED 520 FOLLOWERS TYSM I LOVE U ALL may u get ur prio pc/an album OR ANYTHING U WANT IN GENERAL
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KIM SUNOO !
YANG JUNGWON !
NISHIMURA RIKI !
a/n : THERES A MISTAKE and i kinda dont wanna change it bc i’m lazy. its supposed to be “can u stop saying ‘dam’” INSTEAD OF IG help i
© maiwon 2022. reblogs are appreciated.
OH GOD
chapter 42 — prom night (not really)
wc!0.6k+
warnings!none.
jay closes his phone after scrolling on twitter, yizhuo’s party was the talk of his twitter timeline. almost everyone he knew, even the seniors from his old school were going to attend.
for the first time, the infamous jay park was nervous to go to a party— the same person who would glare at those who walked even remotely close to him, and ignore everyone except his friends during parties was now in his car, contemplating whether or not he should go.
for the first time, the infamous jay park was nervous to go to a party— the same person who would glare at those who walked even remotely close to him, and ignore everyone except his friends during parties was now in his car, contemplating whether or not he should go.
ning yizhuo, also known as just yizhuo amongst her peers, threw memorable parties. ones that weren’t too fancy nor were they like those frat parties that were held in the u.s.
if jay were to put her parties in a category, she’d even have her own.
this only meant that jay had to be cautious.
there could be eyes watching his every move, staring him down even from the very second he enters that house. people who love to feed off the drama of the rich and spread gossip.
normally, he wouldn’t mind them since he barely did anything at parties.
but this time, times have changed. even the smallest of movements that involved y/n could become rumours, rumours that could have endless of possibilities. that korean celebrity article was bad enough.
thankfully, everyone believed that jay was out with another arranged date with one of his father’s connection’s daughters.
a stereotype, but one that saved y/n from whatever could have happened if they found out it was her.
“whatever, fine.” jay convinces himself, taking out the key of his car from it’s keyhole and shoving it in his pocket before heading out.
he crosses the street with both his hands in his pockets, he looks around the remote area and sees many parked cars. some he knew, due to their owners that schools in his past high school.
and some were owned by students who were probably from belift academy high.
jay sees three familiar boys approaching him using his peripheral view, all appropriately dressed for the party. he faces them with a smirk, “you actually came?” the yang heir smiles.
his friends catch up to him, “yeah, of course. y/n’s coming.” he replies.
the four stop as sunghoon and jungwon stop to laugh at riki, the youngest of the four scoffs with a huge hint of bitterness.
“we win. pay up, nishimura.” sunghoon bumps his shoulders against the tall boy who is pulling out his luxurious and newly bought wallet. “betting on me, again?” jay rolls his eyes at the three as riki takes out a couple of 100 thousand won bills and splits it between his older friends.
sunghoon snickers, “of course, what’s the use of money if you don’t do anything fun with it?”
jay sighs, clearly fed up with his friend’s antics.
eyes were on them the moment the four boys arrive at the ning’s estate, several people were crowded around the entrance. yet the mere presence of them, made bystanders make a way for them to get in.
oh how money could get you places.
jay’s legs were starting to fall asleep, and this comfortable couch wasn’t helping them stay awake either.
“are you really going to stay there during the whole party?” heeseung nudges jay, who was staring at the main door for a sign that y/n was arriving soon.
he had been sitting there for a little over an hour, waiting for her to come.
“yes.” he replies, keeping his eyes on the doorway. sunghoon looks at heeseung and shrugs, standing up from the couch to go talk with one of the seniors.
heeseung sighs, deciding to leave as well to find youngeun and kai who were right in front of them earlier.
jay waits..
and he waits.
and waits.
eventually, it had turned 2:00 AM. the party was still as loud as ever, his ears were starting to get annoyed by the music. he was worried, and he was starting to lose hope.
nonetheless,y/n never came that night.
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synopsis !coming from a poor family, y/n is hardworking and keeps to herself most of the time. but she was content with the way she was living. working to pay her high school tuition by working all sorts of jobs. everything was all working out for her, seeing that her senior year was coming up. but what happens when the son of one of korea’s biggest companies, takes interest in her after moving to her high school? oh god indeed.
author’s note !oh My! Angst!?!@? #Lol
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chapter 41 — NAUR WAIT IM BROKE??
synopsis ! coming from a poor family, y/n is hardworking and keeps to herself most of the time. but she was content with the way she was living. working to pay her high school tuition by working all sorts of jobs. everything was all working out for her, seeing that her senior year was coming up. but what happens when the son of one of korea’s biggest companies, takes interest in her after moving to her high school? oh god indeed.
author’s note !the way the 7th scene had 2:20,, it looks real but 2:20 as in am for me and not pm HELPPLLP #dedicated (jay slaying w his music taste as always)
taglist:@maiwon@fubukiscoat@enhacolor@lunaflvms@koakyuu@vantxx95@luvddeonu@sophiko22@msxflower@min-chiii@a-noona-mous@kyleeanne@cwsana@rjxdnnn@pshwyfie@jaywonlix@danyxthirstae01@heesunki@lachimolalah@acciomylove@allorysayshi@bloomedberry@c9tnoos@diestheticu@ohnle@leeis@kuxredere@m00nylup1n@seungstarss@nyfwyeonjun@chirokookie@knivqs@mymeloem19@kithkithfallinlove@myluckycat@jaeviez@1-800-lixie@koroktsuya@revemixer@iwonzzi
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special chapter — working?1! hot girl shit
synopsis ! coming from a poor family, y/n is hardworking and keeps to herself most of the time. but she was content with the way she was living. working to pay her high school tuition by working all sorts of jobs. everything was all working out for her, seeing that her senior year was coming up. but what happens when the son of one of korea’s biggest companies, takes interest in her after moving to her high school? oh god indeed.
author’s note !oh how jay wanted to add love at the end of his first textI MEANNN,,,!?!? oh look winwin hot (stream heeseungs coverbtw)
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chapter 40 — party party yeah
synopsis ! coming from a poor family, y/n is hardworking and keeps to herself most of the time. but she was content with the way she was living. working to pay her high school tuition by working all sorts of jobs. everything was all working out for her, seeing that her senior year was coming up. but what happens when the son of one of korea’s biggest companies, takes interest in her after moving to her high school? oh god indeed.
author’s note !marupok p si jay 3HASJHASmann i want caramello koalas now ???ALSO UPDATING THE MASTERLIST FOR THE LAST CHAPTERS AFTER SECOND TAGLISTTT
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OH GOD
chapter 39 — white therapy
synopsis ! coming from a poor family, y/n is hardworking and keeps to herself most of the time. but she was content with the way she was living. working to pay her high school tuition by working all sorts of jobs. everything was all working out for her, seeing that her senior year was coming up. but what happens when the son of one of korea’s biggest companies, takes interest in her after moving to her high school? oh god indeed.
author’s note !ik, ew party cliche!!! but pay attention lols
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OH GOD
chapter 38 — cry baby
synopsis ! coming from a poor family, y/n is hardworking and keeps to herself most of the time. but she was content with the way she was living. working to pay her high school tuition by working all sorts of jobs. everything was all working out for her, seeing that her senior year was coming up. but what happens when the son of one of korea’s biggest companies, takes interest in her after moving to her high school? oh god indeed.
author’s note !hey help i missed posting so lawlz here
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