#Seo Chan-Young

[snow-snowball]

In this world you’re my sunshine…

How ‘Sweet home’ characters will react to your ‘I love you.’

characters: cha hyun-su, park chan-young, tak in-hwan, kim yeong-hu, min seo-jin, kang seok-chan, bang jin-ho.

a/n: English is not my first language, so I apologise for my mistakes. some gifs are taken from pinterest and some are made by me personally.

warnings: MDNI!!! fluff, 18+ content mention, caps lock, fem!reader [Y/N], canonical deviation.

Cha Hyun-su:

• *embarrassed*

• “are you serious?”

• “yeah, dear. why not?”

• *very-very-very embarrassed*

• this is new to him. i think his self-esteem is low enough to believe that anyone could love him. it will take him a while to accept that and respond to you. so don't be offended if he starts avoiding you or anything like that. he'll have to sort himself out and his feelings, and when he does, you'll see him on your doorstep. with a new haircut and a bloodstain on his cheek.

• “i'm here for you. and... why don't we try dating?”

Park Chan-young:

• *smiling 😊*

• “um… chan-young?”

• “yes?” *smiling 😊*

• “so… what is your answer?”

• “i don’t know… could you give me some time to think about it?”

• that's not uncommon for him. when he played baseball, fans always said they loved him. but you're not his fan, and he's not a baseball player anymore. this apocalypse has brought you two together, and you've become a special person to him. his heart starts beating faster when he sees you, and he never takes his eyes off you. when you get hurt, he cares a lot, even if it's just a bruise. it is important to him that you are okay and that you stay alive. he is willing to sacrifice himself for you. and when chan-young was injured in another incident, the first thing he wanted to do was to see you.

• “chan-young you’re injured? again?!” said you and and threw his arm over your shoulder, led him deep into your room (yes, you have a private room. questions?) and sat him on a chair. you started bandaging his wounded arm and as soon as you tied the knot, he put his hand on yours and pulled you to him, hugging you gently. “chan-young?”

• “thank you for what you do for me. i promise i won't do anything you'll worry about later. i hope you still love me because i'm willing to give you my heart.”

Tak In-hwan:

• what the hell?!

• you said those words in front of a whole platoon of Crows!

• “what?” he looked at you questioningly.

• “n-nothing! i was just kidding!”

• “kidding?” he interjected and shook his head, covering his eyes with his hand. “don't throw such important words around for nothing.” he patted you on the shoulder and walked away. (the guys in the platoon started whistling and laughing at you).

• mr. tak has not moved on from what happened to his family. he's not ready to start a new one yet, especially under these circumstances. but you're a very good woman and he even likes you. but like i said, he's not ready. but tak will keep an eye on you and secretly make sure nothing happens to you.

• “y/n, you didn't tie the laces on your cleats properly, they could come undone and you could fall and hurt yourself.”

Kim Yeong-hu:

• *shocked*

• “you know, yeong-hu, just forget about it.”

• when kang seok-chan asked him if he had a girlfriend, he didn't hesitate to say no, but if you ask him now, he would definitely say yes. he cares about you, not only as his subordinate, but also as a human being, a beloved woman. yeong-ho never raises his voice at you, even if there is a mission failure.

• “y/n, hold it for a while, we need to talk.” said kim. he stood across from you and looked into your eyes. “do you love me?”

• “y-yeah… but if it's not mutual, it's no—” you didn't get a chance to finish, because he pulled you to him and kissed you, softly and at the same time so roughly and deeply, as if he was trying to tell you something more than ‘I love you.’

• “i need you. in this world, you are my whole life to me. please be there for me.”

Min Seo-jin:

• “say it again.”

• “seo-jin, i—”

• “say. it. again.” he took two or three steps and appeared in front of you, slamming his hands on the wall, he formed a ‘cage’ for you from which you would not get out. his strong biceps were almost touching your face, and his eyes were staring straight into yours. “come on, baby, say it.” when Min first met you in the middle of all this chaos, he didn't pay much attention. but when you fearlessly snatched the weapon from him and killed the monster, he was discouraged. yes, at first he wanted to kill you for that, but something wouldn't let him. his heart nearly jumped out of his chest when you returned the weapon to him, touching his rough and large fingers with your small fingers. you are so small and fragile compared to him, but you have so much bravery and courage in you that involuntarily, but seo-jin is proud of you. especially when you put the brazen survivors in their place. (secretly, after you put him in his place, he jerked off to you afterwards because you were too hot).

• “i love you, min seo-jin.”

• “i care about you too, baby girl.” and he kissed you. seo-jin finally did what he wanted to do.

Kang Seok-chan:

• “what?” kang asked with a laugh, moving closer to you (you were going on an outing and you were sitting in the passenger seat next to him). “what are you said, princess?” he teases you as you embarrassingly lift the collar of your uniform to hide your face. “come on, say those words again.”

• “start the car or we'll fall behind the others.”

• “no, not until you answer.” seok-chan said, taking out a cigarette.

• “sgt. kim will destroy us if we don't move now!”

• “i don’t care because we’re going to die together. so romantic, huh?” he said, looking at you and putting the cigarette in his mouth. (I want to be in the shoes of that cigarette).

• “all right! i love you! love you more than you can imagine! now start the engine!” you said and covered your face with your cap, crossing your arms over your chest.

• “and it was so hard for you to say that?” the man chuckled and started the car, catching up with the other guys. “and no! i got it! you like being begged, don't you? you like obedient and begging boys, don't you?”

• “just shut up, seok-chan.”

• “whoa! I figured out your perverted secret!” he laughed at you some more, then tossed the cigarette butt out the window and put one hand on your knee, continuing to drive. “i love you more than you can imagine too...bully girl.”

Bang Jin-ho:

• “i know” he replied briefly as he continued to eat.

• “wait… WHAT?!” you said choking on your food and coughing.

• “you talk a lot in your sleep and say...a lot of unnecessary things.” said jin-ho, tapping your back.

• “o. my. god. kill me. now!” you said, covering your flushed face with your hands.

• “i won't kill the one i love.” he ruffled your hair and kissed your forehead. “ yeah, you're weird, but that's what i love about you. good night, darling, i hope you don't dream about me again and start screaming about how much you love me.”

• “fuck…”

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The Frog

TV Shows/Dramas watched in 2024

The Frog (2024, South Korea)

Director: Mo Wan Il

Writer: Son Ho Young

Mini-review:

Wow, I didn't think I would enjoy The Frog so much. I guess I was in the mood for a dark, propulsive thriller. I've seen some people say it's 'slow', but like... where? This kept me glued to the screen from the very first episode, and it got more and more intense throughout the next ones. It even ventures into psychological horror territory from time to time, which made it even more fun to me. The writing isn't perfect (some of the characters aren't as well developed as they should), but the directing and the acting more than make up for it. Go Min Si turns in a particularly strong performance, and it's clear she gave it her all. I'm not gonna say this is the best thriller k-drama I've seen, but it was definitely enjoyable as hell.

[nanananananana-na]

I'm not the teacher's pet type, but oh my....

[sungielvr]

Nervous Young Inhumans

6장

Warning- Panic attack, my girl be going through it omg

W.C. 6.9k

The sun spilled lazily through the living room curtains, golden beams dancing across the mess of limbs and blankets on the floor and couches. The soft rise and fall of breaths filled the quiet space, the boys still tangled up in a collective heap from the night before. Felix was curled up with his head on Jisung's stomach, Minho was propped awkwardly against Chan's shoulder, and Jeongin was somehow on the floor, half-tucked under a blanket Changbin had draped over him in the middle of the night.

The apartment was serene, peaceful—until the faint creak of a door broke the silence.

Seoyoon stepped out of her room, rubbing her eyes and yawning as she shuffled toward the kitchen. Her plan was to grab some water and slip out for her usual morning jog, but the sight in the living room stopped her dead in her tracks. She blinked at the scene before her, her heart giving a funny little squeeze.

All eight boys were sprawled together, snuggled up like a pack of puppies. Felix’s soft snores mixed with the occasional mutter from Jisung, who looked like he was dreaming about something. Chan’s head was tilted back slightly, his face peaceful, while Minho’s arm was loosely draped over his lap. Even Seungmin, who normally kept to himself, had his head resting against Hyunjin’s shoulder.

It was… adorable.

Seoyoon stood there for a moment, caught between wanting to laugh and feeling like she’d just stumbled into some kind of Hallmark movie. She covered her mouth to stifle a giggle, but it wasn’t enough to keep her presence unnoticed.

“...Yoonie?” came a sleepy mumble. Chan stirred first, his eyes half-lidded as he blinked at her. His groggy voice sent a shiver down her spine—deep, husky, and far too attractive for this early in the morning.

“Oh, uh, good morning!” Seoyoon stammered, suddenly very aware of how oversized her joggers and hoodie looked on her. “I didn’t mean to interrupt…”

“Seoyoon?” Jisung’s voice piped up next, though it was muffled since Felix’s head was still on his stomach. He squinted at her before breaking into a sleepy grin. “Morning, Yoonie. Did you come to join the cuddle party?”

Felix stirred at that, sitting up and stretching with a small yawn. “There’s room,” he added with a mischievous smile, patting the small space between him and Hyunjin.

Seoyoon laughed softly, shaking her head. “I think I’ll pass, but thanks for the offer.”

One by one, the boys began waking up, groaning and stretching as the reality of morning settled in. Jeongin blinked blearily at Seoyoon, his cheeks still squished from the pillow he’d been sleeping on. “Morning, noona,” he said, his voice thick with sleep.

“Good morning, Jeongin,” she replied, her voice softer now, touched by the warmth in his greeting.

“Wait, why are you up so early?” Changbin asked, rubbing his eyes as he sat up and adjusted the blanket around his shoulders.

“Just heading out for a jog,” Seoyoon said, lifting the water bottle she’d been holding. “But I didn’t expect to find all of you like… this.”

Minho smirked, sitting up and running a hand through his tousled hair. “This? You mean cozy and adorable? We know.”

Seoyoon rolled her eyes playfully. “Sure, let’s go with that.”

Chan chuckled, his voice still carrying that deep, morning rasp. “We must’ve fallen asleep talking last night. No one wanted to move, I guess.”

Hyunjin yawned dramatically, stretching his arms above his head. “Blame Chan. He got all sentimental about Seoyoon and kept us up.”

Seoyoon’s cheeks flushed instantly, her wide eyes darting to Chan. “What—what do you mean?”

Chan raised his hands defensively, though the corner of his lips twitched up in a small smile. “I was just telling them about how strong you are. That’s all.”

“Strong?” Minho echoed, a teasing edge in his voice. He turned to Seoyoon, his gaze sweeping over her in a way that made her stomach flip. “I mean, she does have that quiet, mysterious vibe. I guess that’s kind of hot.”

“Minho,” Seoyoon said, her voice an octave higher as her face burned. She looked anywhere but at him, but her eyes landed on Chan, who was watching her with an amused expression.

“What?” Minho continued, leaning back on his hands. “I’m just saying what we’re all thinking.”

“Speak for yourself,” Jisung piped up, though the grin on his face betrayed his words. “I think she’s terrifying. In a good way.”

“Alright, that’s enough,” Seoyoon said, her tone flustered as she waved her hands. “You guys are impossible.”

Chan chuckled, leaning forward slightly. “You’re cute when you’re flustered, you know that?”

The air in the room shifted slightly, a teasing yet charged energy lingering between her, Chan, and Minho. Seoyoon’s heart raced as she stumbled over her words, her brain short-circuiting under their combined gazes.

“I—I need to go!” she blurted out, gripping her water bottle like a lifeline. She turned on her heel and practically fled to the door, her face burning.

Behind her, the boys erupted into laughter, their voices echoing through the apartment.

By the time Seoyoon returned from her jog, the apartment was buzzing with activity. The boys were moving around the space, getting ready for their respective schedules. Jisung was in the kitchen, pouring cereal into a bowl while Felix brewed coffee. Hyunjin was leaning against the counter, scrolling through his phone, and Seungmin was in the living room, folding the blankets they’d left behind.

“Welcome back!” Changbin called from his spot on the couch, where he was tying his sneakers. “Did you run a marathon or something?”

“Something like that,” Seoyoon said, her voice still tinged with embarrassment from earlier.

Chan appeared from the hallway, freshly showered and wearing a fitted black T-shirt that did nothing to calm her racing heart. “We’re heading out soon,” he said, his tone casual but his eyes lingering on her for a moment too long. “Do you need a ride anywhere?”

“I’m good,” Seoyoon replied quickly, avoiding his gaze as she headed to her room. “Thanks, though!”

As she closed her door behind her, she leaned against it and let out a long breath. Living with eight boys was proving to be far more chaotic—and far more distracting—than she’d ever anticipated.

As Seoyoon shut the door to her room, she dropped her water bottle onto the desk and sank into her chair. Her mind was still swirling from the chaotic energy of the morning, but there was a determined glint in her eye. If she was going to go through with this OnlyFans idea, she had to start somewhere.

She opened her laptop and began brainstorming. How do I keep this anonymous? she thought, chewing on her lip. After a few moments of deliberation, she grabbed a notepad and scribbled down some ideas.

"Stage name… something flirty but subtle," she muttered to herself, tapping the end of her pen against her chin. Her first few ideas were discarded as being too obvious or not unique enough. Finally, she wrote down a couple of options that felt right: VelvetMuse and LunaShade.

"Now for social media," she whispered, pulling up her browser. She created a new X account, carefully crafting the bio to sound alluring without revealing too much about herself: "Your favorite late-night muse ✨ | Come find me where dreams are made..." She smirked at the cleverness, feeling a rush of excitement at the anonymity.

She followed up with a few flirty posts to set the tone: "Ever wonder what goes on behind closed doors? 👀✨""Can’t sleep? Maybe I’ll help you dream instead… 💋"

Her heart raced as she hit “post,” a mix of nervousness and exhilaration coursing through her. It felt empowering, like she was reclaiming a part of herself she’d kept hidden for so long. She spent the next hour setting up other social media accounts, choosing images and captions carefully to keep her identity concealed.

apartment in warm, golden hues. Seoyoon was sprawled across her bed, pretending to scroll on her phone when she heard the door swing open and the usual chorus of voices fill the space.

“Yoonie, we’re back!” Jisung’s cheerful voice rang out.

“Come out and say hi, noona!” Jeongin called, his tone teasing as usual.

Seoyoon sighed and sat up, stretching before heading to the living room. As soon as she stepped out, she was met with Minho’s sharp gaze.

“Hey,” Minho said, his voice calm but pointed as he approached her. “When was the last time you ate?”

The question caught her off guard, and she hesitated for half a second too long. “Uh… I grabbed something earlier, before my jog,” she lied, her voice unsteady.

Minho’s brow arched, and the corner of his mouth twitched like he was fighting the urge to call her out. “Really?” he asked, crossing his arms. “Because you didn’t eat breakfast with us, and I didn’t see you grab anything when you got back.”

“I-I… I ate some fruit,” she stammered, avoiding his gaze.

“Fruit,” Minho repeated, his tone skeptical but not harsh. There was a long pause as he studied her, and the tension in the room became thick.

Before he could push further, Chan stepped in, placing a hand on Minho’s shoulder. “Let it go,” he said softly, his tone firm but understanding.

Minho let out a slow breath, his gaze softening slightly as he turned back to Seoyoon. “Fine,” he said, his voice gentler now. “But I’m making dinner, and you’re eating. No excuses.”

Seoyoon nodded, guilt gnawing at her chest. “Okay,” she said quietly.

Minho moved to the kitchen, pulling ingredients out of the fridge with practiced ease. The rest of the boys slowly gathered around, the atmosphere lightening as they began chatting and joking.

“Hyung, what are you making?” Felix asked, peeking over Minho’s shoulder.

“Stir-fried noodles,” Minho replied. “With chicken and veggies. Something simple.”

“I’ll cut the veggies!” Changbin volunteered, grabbing a cutting board.

“I’ll handle the sauce,” Seungmin added, rolling up his sleeves.

Seoyoon hovered near the counter, unsure of how to help. Hyunjin noticed her hesitation and nudged her playfully. “You could set the table,” he suggested with a grin. “Or supervise Minho. Make sure he doesn’t burn the noodles.”

“Hey!” Minho protested, glaring at Hyunjin. “I’m a great cook.”

“Sure, sure,” Hyunjin teased, dodging the towel Minho threw at him.

Seoyoon smiled, feeling the tension from earlier melting away. She grabbed plates and utensils, setting the table while listening to the boys banter. Jisung and Jeongin were arguing over who got to taste-test first, and Chan was trying (and failing) to keep the chaos under control.

When the food was finally ready, the group gathered around the table, laughter and chatter filling the room as they dug in. Minho kept a close eye on Seoyoon, making sure she actually ate, but he didn’t press her further. Instead, he handed her a plate with a small smile and said, “Eat up. You’ll need energy for tomorrow.”

“Thanks, Minho,” she said softly, her cheeks warming.

As the plates were cleared and the leftovers tucked away, Seoyoon found herself being ushered into the living room by Jeongin, who was sporting his signature shy smile. The other boys trailed in behind them, chatting and debating over what movie to watch.

“Something scary,” Hyunjin suggested, waggling his eyebrows playfully. “I think Seoyoon might appreciate some jump scares.”

“I’d prefer not to die of a heart attack tonight,” Seungmin deadpanned, flipping through the streaming service’s library.

“What about a rom-com?” Jisung piped up, plopping down dramatically on the couch. “Yoonie might like that better.”

“Or,” Chan interjected with a smirk, “we compromise. Let’s do a thriller—enough suspense to keep it interesting without it being too over the top.”

The group agreed, and a suspenseful psychological thriller was chosen. The lights were dimmed, and the living room filled with the cozy hum of muffled chatter as everyone found their spots. Seoyoon ended up wedged between Jeongin and Jisung, both of whom seemed content with the arrangement.

As the movie played, Seoyoon noticed Jeongin’s subtle movements. At first, it was just his knee brushing against hers, a soft touch so fleeting she thought it might have been accidental. Then his arm rested just slightly closer to hers on the couch’s armrest. His breathing seemed steadier, but there was a faint redness blooming across his cheeks whenever the screen flashed brightly, illuminating the room.

Seoyoon didn’t say anything, but a small, knowing smile tugged at her lips. She leaned back into the couch, allowing the proximity without comment. Beside her, Jisung was far less subtle, laughing at the tense moments in the movie to diffuse his nerves.

When the credits rolled, the group broke into conversation about the film, dissecting the plot twists and characters.

“That was so predictable,” Minho scoffed, running a hand through his hair. “I called the ending halfway through.”

“Sure, Mr. Genius,” Felix teased. “You also screamed when the door slammed shut.”

“That was a cheap jump scare,” Minho retorted with a smirk.

Seoyoon giggled at their banter, shaking her head. “I’m just impressed everyone stayed quiet during the big reveal. I thought Jisung was going to explode.”

“I was invested,” Jisung defended with a grin, his dimples showing.

no one was in a rush to leave. Instead, they stayed sprawled across the couches and floor, the atmosphere shifting into something softer and more personal.

“So, Seoyoon,” Chan began, leaning forward slightly, “we’ve told you bits and pieces about us, but do you have any questions? About… you know, how we make things work?”

The question caught her off guard, but the sincerity in Chan’s voice encouraged her to open up. “I guess I’ve been curious,” she admitted, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “How does it work, exactly? Being in a poly relationship with so many people? It seems… complicated.”

“It is,” Minho answered first, his voice smooth and confident. “But it’s also really rewarding. The most important thing is communication. If we didn’t talk about how we’re feeling, what we need, or what’s bothering us, it wouldn’t work.”

Felix nodded in agreement, his soft Australian accent adding warmth to his words. “We all have different dynamics with each other, and that’s what makes it special. It’s not like everyone feels the same way about everyone else—it’s more about finding a balance that works for all of us.”

Hyunjin chimed in, his tone light but earnest. “And honestly, it’s not just about romance. We’re a family, first and foremost. We look out for each other.”

Seoyoon listened intently, her gaze flickering between them. “That makes sense,” she said softly. “But what happens when someone… I don’t know, feels left out?”

“That’s where the communication comes in,” Chan said. “We’re not perfect, and there are times when someone feels a little disconnected. But we make it a priority to address those feelings. No one gets left behind.”

Jisung grinned, nudging Seoyoon playfully. “You’d be surprised how much effort we put into making sure everyone feels loved. We’re like an army of affection.”

The comment earned a laugh from Seoyoon, and she felt a warm blush creep up her neck. “It sounds… nice. A little overwhelming, maybe, but nice.”

“It’s definitely not for everyone,” Seungmin said, his voice calm and matter-of-fact. “But it works for us. And who knows…” He trailed off, giving her a teasing glance. “Maybe you’ll get used to it.”

Seoyoon rolled her eyes but couldn’t suppress her smile. “You guys are something else.”

As the conversation continued, the teasing grew more playful. Minho leaned against the armrest, his gaze fixed on Seoyoon with a mischievous glint. “So, Yoonie,” he began, his voice low and smooth, “if you did join a poly relationship, who do you think you’d click with the most?”

Seoyoon’s eyes widened, and she immediately waved her hands in protest. “Oh, no. No way. I’m not answering that.”

Chan chuckled, his dimples deepening as he leaned back in his seat. “Why not? It’s a harmless question.”

“It’s a trap,” Seoyoon said, narrowing her eyes playfully.

“Maybe,” Minho teased, a sly grin tugging at his lips. “But I think we all know you’ve already got your favorites.”

The room filled with laughter, and Seoyoon felt her face heat up. “You’re all impossible,” she muttered, hiding her face behind her hands.

“Impossible but lovable,” Felix quipped, flashing her a wink.

Eventually, the group began to wind down, everyone splitting off to get ready for bed or finish up last-minute tasks. Seoyoon retreated to her room with a smile on her face, her heart lighter than it had been in weeks.

But as she closed her door and glanced at her laptop, the reminder of her secret project brought a mix of excitement and apprehension. She took a deep breath, resolving to take things one step at a time. For now, she was content with the warmth and chaos of the boys’ company. The soft glow of Seoyoon’s laptop illuminated her face as she leaned back against her pillows, scrolling through her freshly made X account. Her heart skipped when she noticed the surge of notifications. Hundreds of likes, retweets, and comments flooded her posts.

"You’re stunning. Please post more.""You’ve got a goddess vibe. Can’t wait to see what you do next.""Are you real, or are you just here to torment me?"

The attention was exhilarating, overwhelming even. Seoyoon hadn’t expected this much interest so soon. She bit her lip, a small, guilty smile forming on her face. The anonymity of it all felt like a shield, giving her the courage to lean into the idea further.

"Muse." The word echoed in her mind again. She wanted to embody it—become a figure of inspiration, desire, and mystery. Her heart pounded as she reached for her phone and set it up on her tripod.

She picked out a simple outfit: a cozy oversized sweater that slipped off one shoulder, paired with thigh-high socks. It was alluring but still soft, still her. She posed in front of her bed, trying out different angles: one with her hand brushing her neck, another with her legs tucked under her, her eyes casting a smoldering look into the camera.

The shutter clicked repeatedly, filling the quiet room. Seoyoon adjusted the sweater slightly, letting it hang a little looser, and leaned back against the headboard. Just as she was adjusting the camera for one last shot, there was a knock at her door.

Her blood ran cold.

“Seoyoon? You awake?” It was Jeongin’s voice, soft and hesitant.

Seoyoon scrambled to grab her phone and tossed it face-down onto the bed, her heart pounding like a drum. “Uh, yeah! One sec!” she called out, her voice a little too high-pitched.

The door creaked open before she could stop it, and Jeongin stepped in, his head poking around the corner with a sheepish smile. He froze when he saw her, his eyes darting from her flushed face to the disheveled state of her sweater.

“Oh, um…” Jeongin cleared his throat, his ears turning red. “I just wanted to let you know we’re all going to school together tomorrow. Chan-hyung said he’d give you a ride if you wanted to join.”

Seoyoon pulled the sweater back up over her shoulder, trying to appear casual despite the panic bubbling inside her. “Oh, uh, thanks for letting me know,” she said, her voice wavering slightly.

Jeongin’s eyes lingered on the tripod for a moment, then flicked back to her. “Were you… taking pictures?”

Seoyoon froze, her mind racing for an excuse. “Oh, uh… yeah! Just… um, for my X account. You know, like a personal blog thing.”

Jeongin raised an eyebrow, his curiosity evident. “A blog thing? You mean like… aesthetics or outfits or something?”

“Yeah! Exactly!” she lied, her hands gripping the edge of her sweater nervously. “Just… artsy stuff. Nothing big.”

He nodded slowly, though the slight tilt of his head suggested he wasn’t entirely convinced. “Well, that’s cool. I didn’t know you were into that kind of thing. You should show us sometime.”

“Oh, no! It’s really not a big deal,” she blurted out, waving her hands. “Just something I’m doing for fun.”

Jeongin chuckled softly, the sound easing some of her tension. “Alright, alright. I won’t pry. Just wanted to let you know about the ride. Sleep well, Yoonie.”

“Thanks, Jeongin. You too,” she replied, her cheeks still burning as he closed the door behind him.

Once he was gone, Seoyoon collapsed onto her bed, covering her face with her hands. “Oh my god,” she muttered under her breath. The tripod still stood there, the photos still saved on her phone, and the memory of Jeongin’s curious expression was now burned into her brain.

She grabbed her phone, scrolling through the photos she’d taken. Despite the embarrassment, a small smile crept onto her lips. They were good—better than she’d expected. And the comments on her account proved that people were eager to see more.

Seoyoon took a deep breath, her resolve hardening. If she was going to do this, she needed to commit. But she also needed to be more careful—especially with eight boys wandering around the apartment.

For now, though, she decided to call it a night. Tomorrow was a new day, and she’d have to face them all in the morning… including Jeongin, who now had a faint idea of what she was up to.

The sun had just started peeking through the blinds of Seoyoon’s room when Changbin, fully dressed and already energized, opened her door a crack. “Seoyoon-ah,” he called softly at first, his voice gentle. When there was no response, he stepped in further and crouched down by her bed. “Yah, sleepyhead. Time to wake up.”

Seoyoon stirred slightly, her face scrunching as she buried it further into her pillow. “Mmm, go ‘way, Binnie,” she mumbled, her voice muffled and groggy.

Changbin chuckled at how cute she looked, her hair messy and her cheek slightly puffy from where it had been pressed against the pillow. “Nope. You can’t call me ‘Binnie’ and expect me to go easy on you. Come on, Yoonie, get up,” he said, poking her cheek lightly.

She whined in protest, turning over dramatically and dragging her blanket over her head. “It’s too early,” she grumbled. “Five more minutes.”

Changbin wasn’t having it. He tugged at the blanket, his grin widening when she clung to it stubbornly. “Don’t make me carry you to breakfast,” he teased.

“Ugh, fine!” she groaned, finally sitting up, her eyes barely open as she glared at him. Despite her grumpiness, there was something endearing about the way she rubbed her eyes like a child and yawned loudly. “You’re the worst, Binnie.”

“And yet you love me,” he quipped, standing and ruffling her hair. “Now hurry up and get ready before the others eat all the food. You know how Jisung gets with bacon.”

With a sigh, Seoyoon shuffled out of bed, her steps heavy and sluggish. Changbin smirked as he left her to get dressed, closing the door behind him.

Once ready, Seoyoon joined the boys in the dining area, where the table was already set with breakfast: eggs, bacon, toast, and fresh fruit. The smell alone made her stomach rumble, but she quickly pushed the thought aside.

“Morning, Yoonie!” Felix greeted her brightly from his seat, flashing her a dimpled smile.

“Morning,” she replied, her tone still a little grumpy but softening at the sight of the others.

She slid into a seat but made no move to grab a plate, hoping to slip under the radar. She reached for her iced coffee instead, sipping on it quietly. But Seungmin wasn’t fooled.

“Seoyoon,” he called out, his sharp eyes narrowing as he set down his fork. “Why aren’t you eating?”

She froze, caught off guard. “Oh, I’m not really hungry. I’ll eat later,” she lied, waving him off.

Seungmin didn’t buy it for a second. “Nope. Not happening.” He grabbed a piece of toast, spread some jam on it, and held it out to her. “Here. Just a few bites.”

“I said I’m not hungry—”

“Don’t argue with me,” Seungmin cut her off, his tone firm but not unkind. “Just one bite, or I’ll make you finish the whole plate.”

The boys watched the exchange with varying degrees of amusement, a few of them stifling chuckles. Seoyoon sighed in defeat, leaning forward to take a bite of the toast Seungmin held out. “Happy now?” she mumbled, cheeks slightly puffed as she chewed.

“Ecstatic,” Seungmin deadpanned, though the small smile tugging at his lips betrayed him.

After breakfast, they all piled into the car. Seoyoon ended up in the backseat between Jeongin and Jisung, who were both in high spirits.

As the car pulled out of the driveway, Jeongin turned to her with a curious look. “So… what were you doing last night?” he asked innocently, though there was a glimmer of mischief in his eyes.

Seoyoon blinked, her heart skipping a beat. “What do you mean?” she asked, playing dumb.

“The pictures,” Jeongin said casually. “You said it was for a blog thing, right? What kind of blog?”

At this, Chan, who was driving, glanced at her through the rearview mirror, and a few of the others turned to look at her as well.

“Uh…” Seoyoon hesitated, feeling the weight of their gazes. “Just… you know, aesthetic stuff. Outfits, vibes, that kind of thing.”

Jisung tilted his head, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Vibes, huh? What kind of vibes are we talking about?”

“Nothing special!” she said quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched. “Just artsy stuff. You know, creative expression.”

Felix snickered from the passenger seat. “Creative expression, huh? Sounds suspicious.”

“Can we drop it, please?” Seoyoon said, her cheeks burning as she crossed her arms.

The boys exchanged knowing looks but thankfully didn’t press further.

When they arrived at school, they all went their separate ways. Seoyoon grabbed her bag and turned to Jisung, who was waiting for her.

“Ready?” he asked, slinging his arm over her shoulders in a friendly gesture.

“Yeah, let’s go,” she said, grateful for the distraction.

As they walked to class together, she couldn’t help but feel a little anxious about the questions from earlier. But for now, she pushed it to the back of her mind. She had other things to focus on—like surviving the day without accidentally spilling her secrets.

Throughout the day, Seoyoon couldn't help but overhear whispers and murmurs as she walked through the halls of the school. At first, she tried to ignore it, focusing on her classes and the boys. But as the day went on, the comments seemed to follow her, like shadows creeping in at the edges of her thoughts.

“Did you see Seoyoon with them again? I swear, she’s always with them now. She thinks she’s part of their group or something.”

“Yeah, but does she even know them that well? She’s not like them. I don't know, it’s kind of weird. They’ve been acting like she’s one of them.”

Seoyoon could feel the weight of the words—small, insignificant to the people who spoke them, but enormous to her. She wasn’t like the boys. She had always felt different, and now it was like everyone could see it too. Her insecurities flared up, and it felt like she couldn’t escape them. The whispers were loud in her mind, louder than the conversations happening around her. Am I really just some outsider to them? Do they think I’m too much of a burden?

It was during lunch that Seoyoon retreated to the bathroom, hoping to find some solace in the quiet. She leaned over the sink, staring at her reflection, the bright fluorescent lights making her look pale and tired. Her stomach twisted in knots as she tried to push away the overwhelming thoughts, but they kept creeping back.

“Did you hear? Seoyoon’s practically living with them now. I mean, it's like she doesn't even have a life of her own anymore.”

“I heard she used to be so independent. Now she just hangs around them all the time. Kind of pathetic, honestly.”

Seoyoon flinched as the voices echoed through the bathroom door. She felt her chest tighten, her breath catching in her throat as the whispers seemed to close in on her. She wanted to leave, to escape, but her legs felt like they were made of stone.

When the bathroom door finally swung open and the girls walked out, Seoyoon was left standing there, her heart hammering in her chest. The walls around her seemed to close in, her throat tightening as the tears she had been holding back finally broke free. She sank to the floor, her back against the cold tile, pulling her knees to her chest as sobs wracked her body. The tears came in heavy waves, uncontrollable and painful, each one a reminder of how small and insignificant she felt.

They were right, she thought miserably. I don't belong with them. I don't belong anywhere.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, but Seoyoon didn’t move to check it. She couldn’t bring herself to care. It wasn’t until the sobs began to slow that she finally took a shaky breath, wiping her tears away with the back of her hand. She stood up slowly, her body aching from the weight of the breakdown, and looked at herself in the mirror. The reflection staring back at her seemed so unfamiliar, so broken.

She forced herself to take one last deep breath before she stepped out of the bathroom, trying to put on a brave face even though the hurt still simmered underneath.

But as soon as she stepped into the hallway, she heard a voice that made her heart stop—Jisung’s voice, calling her name.

“Seoyoon!” he shouted, concern in his tone as he jogged toward her. His eyes searched hers, catching the faint traces of red on her cheeks from her tears. “Hey, you okay?”

Seoyoon quickly wiped at her face again, offering a weak smile. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit of a headache.”

Jisung didn’t buy it for a second. He frowned, looking her over carefully. “Seoyoon… you don’t look fine. You sure you’re alright?”

Before she could respond, Felix appeared beside Jisung, eyes softening when he saw her. “Hey, Yoonie, we’ve got your back, you know that, right?” Felix’s words were warm, but there was a hint of concern in his voice.

Seoyoon swallowed hard, the lump in her throat making it harder to speak. “I know. I just… I don’t know why people keep talking about me. It’s like I don’t fit in with you guys. I’m just... an outsider. And I can’t help but feel like maybe you all are getting tired of me.”

Felix and Jisung exchanged a look, their expressions serious now. It was Jisung who spoke first, stepping closer to her. “You’re not an outsider, Yoonie. You’re part of our group. We want you here, okay? Don’t let anyone make you feel less than that.”

Felix smiled at her, his tone sincere. “We’re all family, Seoyoon. It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. You’ve got a place with us, always.”

For a moment, Seoyoon felt the weight of her worries start to lift, just a little. They really cared. She wasn’t a burden to them, not like she had feared. The support in their words, the understanding in their eyes, made her feel a little less alone. But the doubt still lingered, just under the surface, waiting for its chance to return.

With a shaky smile, she nodded. “Thanks, guys.” But deep down, she knew it would take more than just their words to calm the storm inside her.

The rest of the school day felt like a blur to Seoyoon. Her mind kept replaying the harsh whispers and judgmental stares, each word a dagger that twisted deeper into her chest. Despite the kind words from Jisung and Felix, the weight of the insecurity still clung to her, heavy and suffocating. She felt like she couldn’t escape the thoughts, the doubts that circled like vultures.

When the bell rang, signaling the end of the day, she shuffled toward the exit with the boys, but her steps felt slower than usual. The laughter and chatter of the others seemed distant, almost as if they belonged to a different world.

As they made their way to the car, Seoyoon noticed the way the boys glanced at her. They could tell something was off.

"Yoonie, you okay?" Jisung asked, his eyes flicking between her and the others. There was concern in his voice, but Seoyoon just gave him a tight, forced smile.

“Yeah, I’m fine, really. Just tired, I guess,” she mumbled, brushing her hair behind her ear as she climbed into the car. She didn’t want them to see what was happening inside her. She didn’t want to burden them with her mess, so she buried it deep, hiding behind the act of pretending everything was fine.

The ride home was quiet. The usual chatter that filled the car was noticeably absent, and Seoyoon could feel their eyes occasionally flicking to her in the rearview mirror, sensing the tension that hung in the air. She stared out the window, her mind racing, trying to focus on anything other than the ache in her chest. Just make it through the night. You can do this.

When they arrived home, the others made their way inside, but Seoyoon stayed behind, walking slowly to the front door. She could feel the weight of their stares lingering even after they entered the house.

She didn’t even acknowledge the others as she passed by them, heading straight to her room. She quietly closed the door behind her, locking it with a soft click. It was like an invisible barrier between her and the world outside—her only way of keeping everything at bay.

The silence in her room was deafening. Seoyoon stood there for a moment, her hand still on the door, before slowly sliding down to sit on the floor, her knees drawn to her chest. Her body felt heavy, like it was made of stone. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, but it didn’t help. The thoughts kept coming. The whispers, the insecurities, the feeling of not being enough.

Maybe they’re right… maybe I really don’t fit in. Maybe I’m just a burden to them, and I’ll eventually wear them out. They’ll get tired of me.

Her hands curled into fists on her knees, her nails digging into her skin as she tried to push the thoughts aside. But they wouldn’t go away. No matter how hard she tried to force them out, they just kept circling.

A knock on the door startled her, but she didn’t respond. She didn’t feel like talking, not to anyone, especially not when she felt like this.

“Yoonie, you in there?” Jisung’s voice came softly through the door. “Come on, we’re all just hanging out in the living room. You can join us if you want. We missed you.”

Seoyoon bit her lip, not trusting herself to speak. She didn’t want to drag them into her mess. She just wanted to be alone. The last thing she needed was to burden them more.

But there was a long silence before Jisung spoke again. "Yoonie, I know you're having a hard time right now. We’re not going to push you, but please, just remember you don’t have to go through this alone, okay? We’re here for you."

She swallowed hard, her throat tight. She wanted to respond, to tell him that she didn’t want to be a burden, that she didn’t want them to feel like they had to carry her pain, but the words got stuck in her throat.

Instead, she simply whispered, “I’m fine. Just need some space right now.”

She could hear the disappointment in Jisung's voice as he sighed softly before walking away. Seoyoon let out a shaky breath, pressing her palm to her forehead. She felt so incredibly small in that moment.

And then, she pulled her knees closer to her chest, wrapping her arms around them as if the pressure of holding herself together would somehow make the weight inside her lessen. I just need to get through today. Tomorrow will be better.

But even as she thought that, she couldn’t shake the sense of emptiness that seemed to follow her.

Seoyoon didn’t know when she fell asleep. Her head must’ve slipped down against the edge of the bedframe sometime after the quiet sobs had subsided, exhaustion overcoming her emotions. She hadn’t meant to cry; the tears had just come, sudden and raw, like a dam breaking. When she awoke, it wasn’t to the comforting embrace of sleep, but to the weight of her own sadness and the quiet hum of the house around her.

The room felt cold despite the warmth of the setting sun outside. She shivered slightly, rubbing her face with the back of her hand to erase the remnants of her tears, but there was still a heavy feeling in her chest that she couldn’t shake.

Just as she shifted to sit up, she heard a soft knock on the door. She flinched at the sound, wiping her eyes quickly as if trying to pretend she hadn’t just fallen apart. The door opened a crack before Seungmin’s familiar voice came through, gentle and warm.

“Yoonie? Dinner’s ready. I know you haven’t eaten since breakfast, and you need to eat something. You’ve gotta take care of yourself, okay?”

Seoyoon sat up slowly, her body aching from the position she’d slept in on the floor. She didn’t want to leave her room. She didn’t want to face anyone in this state, but Seungmin’s soft tone—there was no judgment in it, only care—pulled at her. She let out a deep breath, and with a reluctant nod, she pushed herself up.

“Okay… I’ll be right out,” she muttered, even though she wasn’t sure if she believed it herself.

She grabbed the hem of her shirt, smoothing out the creases as she stood in front of the mirror, making a conscious effort to look like she was holding it together. Her hair was messy from sleep, her eyes red and puffy, but she wiped away the worst of it and sighed. She couldn't keep hiding from them forever. She had to go out there eventually. I can do this.

Taking one last deep breath, she opened the door, stepping out into the hallway.

And there they were.

All eight of them, gathered together in the living room. As soon as she stepped out, they stopped what they were doing, eyes turning to her. A mixture of concern and tenderness filled the room, and before she knew what was happening, they were all standing up to welcome her, enveloping her in their warmth.

Chan was the first to approach, pulling her into his arms with a soft “Hey, Yoonie,” his voice laced with comfort. Then Felix followed, wrapping his arms around her from the side, offering her a gentle smile.

“Don't worry, Yoonie,” he whispered, “We’re here.”

Next was Minho, who gave her a small, playful nudge as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, guiding her into the living room with a quiet chuckle, as though trying to lift her spirits without saying much at all.

“You don’t have to do this alone, you know,” he murmured, his presence calming her like a soft blanket.

Seungmin, who had been the one to knock on her door, gently cupped her cheek with one hand, his touch light but full of reassurance. “You’re not a burden, Yoonie. Just eat with us. Please?”

Changbin nudged Jeongin, who had been quietly standing off to the side, and they both smiled at her. Jeongin stepped forward and placed a hand on her back, his voice quiet but full of warmth. “We’re not going anywhere, okay? Just come sit with us.”

Hyunjin was the last to approach, offering a soft kiss to her forehead, a simple gesture that melted Seoyoon's heart. “We love you, Yoonie. Don’t forget that. Always.”

Seoyoon blinked, the tears that had been threatening to come back already brimming at the edges of her eyes. The way they showered her with care, the way they all showed her love without asking for anything in return—it was almost too much to process. She felt silly for ever thinking she didn’t deserve it. She felt small in the best possible way.

“I feel… silly,” she murmured, though her heart was lighter than it had been all day. “I don’t know why you’re all so nice to me.”

“You deserve it,” Chan replied, smiling softly. “We take care of each other. That’s what family does.”

The warmth of their words wrapped around her like a protective cocoon, and she let herself relax into it, realizing that she didn’t have to hide everything anymore. She didn’t have to shoulder it all alone.

“Let’s eat, yeah?” Jisung grinned, taking her hand lightly and leading her to the table where the food was already set out.

They all settled in together around the table, and even though Seoyoon was still carrying the remnants of her sadness, the genuine love and care from the boys around her made the burden feel a little bit lighter. With each bite of food, with each laugh and soft conversation, her heart healed just a little more.

As they all dug into their dinner, Seoyoon glanced around the table, her eyes softening at the sight of the eight boys who’d slowly started to become her family.

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Alright, I finally got my hands on this full ... presscon? cast reaction? Whatever.

I already shared some screenshots from this before (by some people on Twitter) and after finally watching the full version, I fell like I need to share the rest of the season 2 world building and character lores mentioned and discussed to you guys in here (and also major spoilers for season 3)

P.S. I could be wrong on some of the points here (either misinterpreting or not paying enough attention), so please correct me if I do in the reply section

Season 2

I'm still confused af on this line : "he killed his original body as well as his personality, eventually turning into the twisted monster that he is now". Like so, does it refer to Sang-won killing his original body in season 2 or is it about monster Sang-won killing the real Sang-won?

I still don't get this line too, so interpret it however you want : "The child covered in black?" "This is where what's remaining of Sang-won disappears, uncovering the child."

Chan-young was a baseball player. Ye-seul was one of the cheerleaders

Oh, apparently monsterization does still happened inside the stadium. That's why there's a regular daily checking. Anyone showing symptoms will be out in the isolation place (yeah that place where they put the sick mom in). Some lived, some died inside the isolation => might be why Chief Ji keeping her monster son secluded somewhere deep inside the stadium

Hyun-su cut Yi-kyung's daughter hair the same style as him, hence how they're being similar appearance wise

The live action crew is adapting Shotgun Boy into Netflix Sweet Home

Yi-kyung blames herself for how her child turned out to be with her monster-turning power

Yi-kyung's inability to give affection or even touched her child stems from the fact that monsters are created from human desires, so she didn't want her child to have desire (awfully familiar with a particular old man *side glance*)

Yep, you guessed it. These three (Hyun-su, Eun-yu, and Chan-young) are dense as fuck about their own feelings to each other (minus Hyun-su to Chan-young and vice versa ofc)

Yi-kyung's daughter views Hyun-su as her own family even more than her biological mother. Because they're similar and he's the only person she could hold hands with without her power reacting

Hyun-su uses red ribbons to mark the safe area for Eun-yu because color red stands out among the greenery of Seoul post time skip

The monster cocoons are shaped like a heart because monsterization manifests from human desires

The "real Jung Wui-myeong" is one of the scientists. Sang-won (or monster Sang-won depending how you interpret the earlier points) took his identity and used it as his own, probably to separate himself from his old human self

Lmao, not them calling Sang-won's family as family of evil and there's no good apple in it. That's so fucking foul

Sang-wook is still there somewhere (I already shared this one before)

Sang-won's original abilities include the Medusa touch he did to Hyun-su in episode 3

Oh wait, Yi-kyung survived?! I thought she died after her fight with Hyun-su (uh oh *nervous glance to every instance of me mentioning "her death" in replies*)

Monster Hyun-su act according to what Hyun-su thinks and desires (I had shared this one before)

Monster Hyun-su is more proactive and extrovert (is the extrovert part really necessary?")

Season 3 rough summary

Family drama : Nam Sang-won starts a bunch of trouble (this bitch) in order to create a world he dreams of. There are family reunions and conflicts between spouses. He also meets his child (uh oh). They fight for her custody. This custody case didn't need a court (fuck, oh come on 😂). Yi-kyung wouldn't just talk it out. She'd fight until one is dead

Sibling drama : Eun-yu will meet Eun-hyeok again, but I'm not sure it'll make her happy

Second male lead struggle : Chan-yeong faces even more hardships as the story progresses. But even then, he gives up a lot just to protect Eun-yu. He starts to understand the monsters more. There's a lot on his mind as the story goes on.

More monster Hyun-su : Hyun-su lets go of himself and lets out the monster. But the monster doesn't just do its thing. He reads Hyun-su's mind and acts as he wants.

Another Hyun-su and Yi-kyung interaction : And later on, he interacts with Yi-kyung as well. The emotion it brings also felt huge. In the narration, he tells Eun-yu how much pain Yi-kyung is in and that he has to stop it all himself. So I'm sure Hyun-su sparked a change in Yi-kyung's heart. That'll continue in Season 3.

[aria-baerose]

[noonecaresaboutmyreview]

The Return of High School Gangster - Kdrama Review

Hi everyone! I just finished this very short 8 episodes web drama called The Return of High School Gangster and wanted to share my thoughts.

Before I start, I want to say that I know that this is based on a BL manhwa but as we know about mainstream media in South Korea - the director had to remove the BL elements (not really tho).

I understand that people might want to boycott the drama for removing the BL plotline but I genuinely think that you should give it a chance. The drama doesn't suggest romance but two episodes in, I could tell that it was from a BL plotline. so....

Anyways, this is about Deuk Pal, a Gangster (second in ranking) who died while saving Song Yi Heon, a High School Student who was bullied in school. Song Yi Heon was bullied in school to the point he wanted to off himself. Deuk Pal's body sadly died and somehow his spirit entered the body of Song Yi Heon.

This drama is where it's at if you're in a drama slump. It's short, funny, filled with actions (duh, gangsters) and heartwarming scenes.

Deuk Pal as a character is a caring yet a fierce gangster. I love that the moment he entered Song Yi Heon's body, he immediately vowed to protect Song Yi Heon upon realising the abuse he had endured. Throughout the 8 episodes, his focus was to set things right for Song Yi Heon. Though we know that he is sad that his life ended, he still focused on studying hard, ending the school violence and even protecting his mum so that when Song Yi Heon comes back to his body, he gets a second chance at an easier life. Truly such a selfless character and it is understandable why his loyal underlining boys were so upset when he died.

And in Song Yi Heon's body, he build relationship with his classmates, ensured that his bullies stayed in school and graduate and protected his mum from getting hurt by his dad. He was an adult, in a 19 year old boy's body.

We also meet Choi Se Kyung, a boy that had history with Song Yi Heon (in the manhwa, he was the love interest). Choi Se Kyung is a broken boy with daddy issues yet so caring toward his friends. The chemistry between the two main characters are off the chart. Like I said, 2 episodes in, I had to check if this was BL. His eyes are always looking at Song Yi Heon (Deuk Pal) with care and concern. But he is still sassy and feisty towards those he doesn't like.

Can we please take a minute to appreciate the beauty that is Bong Jae Hyun (Golden Child). I first saw him in Twinkling Watermelon (another recommended drama!). He played the mute brother of the main character. But here, hearing his low soft voice makes me wonder why they muted him in that drama haha! He is such a good actor that I am excited to see how he will grow in the future with different roles.

But my main MVP for this drama is Yoon Chan Young. He was able to embody an ajusshi (he is only 23!) to the point that I could see Lee Seo Jin (the actor that played Deuk Pal) in him. And his voice doesn't sound awkward saying these really deep and mature sayings.

Ok I am rambling. But the most important part that I want to talk about is the ending. SPOILER. Song Yi Heon ended up not wanting to go back to his body and instead gave Deuk Pal a chance to live as him. I thought about it and I think I can get behind that ending.

(This is solely based on drama plotline and not the manhwa.)

Shin Se Kyung and even the repented bully Hong Jae Min really needed a proper adult guidance. With Deuk Pal remaining in Song Yi Heon's body, they will be able to remain friends (same age, not ahjusshi and young adult). He will be able to protect and guide them. And Deuk Pal will be able to live a different life this time. A second chance at life.

And I understand, why can't real Song Yi Heon get a second chance in life? The boy had a hard life, he is depressed enough to off himself. Deuk Pal may have bettered his high school life but Song Yi Heon is still Song Yi Heon. He might not be able to be better in college. Whatever Deuk Pal build is never Song Yi Heon's because they are not the same person.

Being depressed doesn't go away even if your life is all better now. He is afraid of his tomorrow than death, hence he chose death and I respect that. Like he said "He is happy to see at least see a smile on his face."

Overall, I think both Deuk Pal and Song Yi Heon have their own happy ending. And that is what's important.

Rating: 4.75/5

-- Fary

[novelswithariana]

How come no one thought that a pink bunny in a Killer's video is odd is beyond me. But I have to admit they are building the suspense pretty good. Right now I am leaning toward Mr. Lee being connected to The Killing Vote more than Ji Hoon. Doesn't mean I have striked out Ji Hoon's name. But Professor was right, it's suspicious how Moo Chan is so closely connected to the case.

Another question I have is that who the boy from Professor's drawings is? The boy is in every drawing but we don't know anything about him. Also from where did Jin Soo recognize Mr Lee?

[soapver4]

He, a Gangsta, Became a Productivity Cherub

Merch Bubble: An app with which you boost your work or study productivity by boosting that of a college-aspiring dead 47-year-old gangster given a new lease on life in the body of a severely bullied high schooler he tried to save from suicide. By "you," this concept includes the underprivileged and misfits among us who particularly feel small in front of the chic spaces and perfectly manicured accoutrements prevalent in popular YouTube productivity livestreams.

Helping people by facilitating them to help others may well overcome the real or perceived dehumanizing and enfeebling aspects of helping that either cause resistance to aid or deskill aid recipients:

Dehumanizing: Some benefactors and aid recipients see or experience aid as a manifestation or shift in power. Such benefactors may relish in the subjugation of aid recipients to their benevolence and in the visible evidence of their comparative strengths, whereas certain recipients feel threats to their identity, personal agency and sense of dominance as the direction of aid confirms their own positions on the need hierarchy. Many aid recipients are actually used to being benefactors. And wouldn't you rather be a benefactor yourself? While insightful character education may attenuate the deep-seated, not-always-rational human thirst for power, aid mechanisms that boost the self-esteem and morale of recipients, whose unhelpful mindsets, if any, are not necessarily a matter of will or justification for drastic consequences, can enhance their cooperativeness in the aid effort in the meantime.

Enfeebling: Remember that repeated substitutions or diminishment of the recipients' potential effort can erode their capacity for independent problem-solving and rob them of opportunities for intellectual or character growth. Yet we sometimes look at people as they are today and fail to envision the people they can mature or shape themselves into tomorrow. We say, "It's pointless to teach you how to fish! How can you haul up fish when you can barely haul up yourself? Let us just give you the fish!" Such attitudes can destroy recipients' belief in themselves while trapping them in a dependent mentality. The convenience direct assistance offers benefactors in many cases and the immediate results come at the probable expense of aid recipients' long-term prospects. Not all needs for aid arise in emergency situations or in an excessively incapacitated person.

Besides, since individuals perhaps excel more at designing solutions for others' problems than at doing that for their own, placing aid recipients in the position of benefactor can endow them with fresh, unencumbered perspectives that point to a way out of their quagmires. If not, the exercise at least has the potential to enhance their empathy for seemingly stubborn, pessimistic real individuals they themselves still try to be benefactors to.

This app would thus be an addition to important experiments already out there on this kind of chain aid. But for all the lofty exposition of its purpose, how exactly do you administer self-aid through aiding gangster soul productivity? Here are the mechanics:

Every time you commence a sequence of Pomodoro sessions, you log on to a screen featuring Deuk-pal struggling to revise while old clutches and bandage rolls hang around, gang notifications pop up and menacing thugs taunt him from outside his windows. In the anti-bullying web series High School Return of a Gangster, Deuk-pal confronts problems head-on, but let us accept that there are battles not worth any minute of our time and battles that can wait. To motivate commencement of Pomodoro sequences, different Pomodoro sequences would display different notifications and taunts.

Only at the end of each 25-minute session would you see Deuk-pal's witty and funny responses to more and more of the lines. Picture as the responses a middle-aged soul's wild misinterpretations of neologisms, his antiquated, pompous idioms prone to young'uns' absurd misinterpretations, and dad jokes so cold they stupefy the thugs. Picture also a middle-ager's wisdom from the natural time travel we call the passing of ages, as well as a possessed person's paranormal references. Again, these may not exactly match viewers' image of Deuk-pal, but recall that Deuk-pal upgrades himself over time and navigates different phases of life and different generations of peers in the series, so it would be reasonable to see a Deuk-pal with humor and more verbal drama in his arsenal but not necessarily immune to psychological aging.

You may want to enable cross-app functions that track webpages and apps you visit during the sessions, and if you visit those irrelevant to your anticipated tasks, the app would get the high-schooler ghost (acting by Yoon Chan-young) who [spoiler caution] decided to leave the body to the gangster for good to sigh eerily at this waste of his own sacrifice whereas Deuk-pal's actors (Lee Seo-jin and Yoon Chan-young) yelp out aegyo / cute apologies. Now, we wouldn't want to waste the actors' voice sacrifices, would we?

Ideally, under consent, the app would tap into AI-enabled motion and voice detection technologies that trigger Deuk-pal to groan about his sleepiness or fears about his upcoming deadlines to get your help whenever you rest your head on a desk for too long or you, God forbid, snore.

Better still, cerebral oximeters and electroencephalography sensors you may like to wear would monitor (but hopefully not transmit to the app developer or other parties) your concentration level and brain health, triggering the groans when the concentration level falls below a threshold and transitioning the screen to a scene of emergency responders calling out to Deuk-pal when your brain health is sub-optimal. Provided the science behind the technologies is solid, that might strike a balance between the pros of hustle culture and the danger of over-exertion.

Each Pomodoro sequence ends with an upbeat song from the web series and Deuk-pal exercising by teaching his young new friends confidence-building self-defense moves.

At the conclusion of the series, [spoiler caution] successful gangster-turned-college-student Deuk-pal may have realized that an upright life based on honest effort is forever a work in progress. We are all works in progress, wherever on a need hierarchy we find ourselves.

[korelist]

SKY CASTLE // KDRAMA DİZİ YORUMU

UYARI : Yazılar genel olarak spoiler içerebilir. İçermeyedebilir.

İmdb puanı: 8,5 Benim puanım: 9

Drama: SKY Castle

Hangul: SKY 캐슬

Director: Jo Hyun-Tak

Writer: Yoo Hyun-Mi

Date: 2019

Language: Korean

Country: South Korea

Cast: Yum Jung-Ah, Jung Joon-Ho, Kim Hye-Yoon, Lee Ji-Won, Lee Tae-Ran, Choi Won-Young, Kang Chan-Hee, Yoon Se-Ah, Kim Byung-Chul, Park Yoo-Na, Kim Dong-Hee, Joe Byeong-Gyu, Oh Na-Ra, Jo Jae-Yun, Lee Yoo-Jin, Kim Seo-Hyung, Kim Bo-Ra,

2019 (55th) BaekSang Arts Awards - May 1, 2019

Best Director (Jo Hyun-Tak)

Best Actress (Yum Jung-Ah)

Best Supporting Actor (Kim Byung-Chul)

Best New Actress (Kim Hye-Yoon)

Sky Castle, Güney Kore’nin eğitim sistemine ve toplumun başarı takıntısına yönelik sert bir eleştiri niteliğinde. Dizi, elit bir kesimin yaşadığı lüks bir sitenin sakinleri üzerinden sınıf farklılıklarını, aile dinamiklerini ve bireysel hırsların toplum üzerindeki etkilerini konu alıyor. Bu sakinlerin yaşamları, çocuklarının akademik başarılarını garanti altına almak ve sosyal statülerini korumak üzerine inşa edilmiş durumda. Ancak, bu başarı yolculuğu çoğu zaman trajik ve yıkıcı sonuçlar doğuruyor.

Merkezde yer alan Sky Castle, yalnızca zengin ailelerin yaşadığı, dışarıdan kusursuz görünen, içeride ise bastırılmış öfkeler, kırılmalar ve sırlarla dolu bir topluluk. Hikâye, Han Seo-Jin(Yum Jung-Ah), Lee Soo-Im(Lee Tae-Ran), No Seung-Hye(Yoon Se-Ah) ve Jin Jin-Hee(Oh Na-Ra) gibi farklı karakterlerin aile yaşamlarına odaklanıyor. Her biri çocuklarını prestijli üniversitelere sokma mücadelesi verirken, bu süreçte aile bağları ve bireysel kimlikler sorgulanıyor.

Han Seo-Jin, dışarıdan mükemmel bir hayat süren bir anne gibi görünse de, kızı Kang Ye-Seo(Kim Hye-Yoon)’nun üniversiteye kabul edilmesi için başvurduğu yöntemler, sistemin karanlık tarafını gözler önüne seriyor. Seo-Jin’in baskıcı karakterine karşın Lee Soo-Im, adalet duygusuyla öne çıkıyor ve Sky Castle’ın düzenine meydan okuyor. Jin-Hee, daha yüzeysel ve eğlenceli bir karakter olarak bazı komik anlar sunarken, No Seung-Hye'nin hikâyesi, aile bağlarının ve eşit bir evliliğin önemini vurguluyor.

Genç oyuncu kadrosu oldukça başarılı bir tablo çiziyor. Evlerden ırak kız rolüyle Kang Ye-Seo (Kim Hye-Yoon), özgür ruhlu ailenin idealist genci olarak Hwang Woo-Joo(Kang Chan-Hee), delikanlı ikizler olarak Cha Seo-Joon (Kim Dong-Hee) ve Cha Ki-Joon (Joe Byeong-Gyu), ikizlerin asi ablası ise; Cha Se-Ri(Park Yoo-Na), gizemli Kim Hye-Na(Kim Hye-Na) bütün bunlardan uzak olan bir alt nesil olan Woo Soo-Han (Lee Yoo-Jin) ve Kang Ye-Bin(Lee Ji-Won).

Dizinin başka yapımlara benzerlik hissi uyandıran bir tarafı da mevcut. Özellikle toplumsal eleştiriyi dramatik bir çerçevede işleyen yapımlar veya bireysel başarı hırsını ve aile dinamiklerini ele alan dizilerle paralellikler kurmak mümkün. Ancak, Sky Castle, özellikle eğitim sistemine yönelik sert eleştirisi ve karakter derinliğiyle kendine özgü bir yere sahip. Oyunculuk performansları, hikâyesi kadar etkileyici. Özellikle Han Seo-Jin karakterine hayat veren oyuncunun katmanlı performansı, izleyiciyi karaktere karşı karışık duygular beslemeye itiyor. Bir yandan çocuğu için her şeyi yapmaya hazır bir anne figürü sunarken, diğer yandan sistemin bir parçası olmaktan kaynaklanan bencil yanlarını gözler önüne seriyor.

Hikâyenin sert ve acımasız doğası, dikkat çeken unsurlar arasında. Bazı sahnelerde olayların fazlasıyla dramatikleştiği hissedilse de, bu durum dizinin yarattığı etkileyici atmosferi değiştirmiyor. Dizinin finali üzerine farklı görüşler olsa da, sonuç hikâyeyi tamamlayıcı bir nitelik taşıyor. Ayrıca, yönetmen ve yazar ekibinin, dizinin yalnızca bir eğlence unsuru değil, aynı zamanda farkındalık yaratma aracı olması gerektiğini ifade ettikleri biliniyor.

Sky Castle, yalnızca bir dizi değil, modern toplum üzerine düşündüren bir yapım. Eğitim sistemi ve bireysel başarı odaklı toplumsal eleştirisi, onu hem unutulmaz hem de sarsıcı bir deneyim haline getiriyor. Karakterlerin derinliği ve hikâyenin işlenişi, diziyi güçlü bir anlatı olarak öne çıkarıyor. Epik bir hikâye arayanlar için, bu yapım kesinlikle kaçırılmaması gereken bir eser.

OST

Hajin - We all lie

Sky Castle is a powerful critique of South Korea’s education system and society’s obsession with success. Through the lives of residents in a luxurious, elite residential complex, the series explores class differences, family dynamics, and the impact of individual ambition on society. These residents’ lives are entirely built around securing their children’s academic success and maintaining their social status—but the pursuit of such goals often leads to tragic and destructive consequences.

At the center is Sky Castle itself, a community that appears flawless on the outside but is filled with suppressed anger, fractures, and secrets within. The story focuses on the family lives of characters like Han Seo-Jin (Yum Jung-Ah), Lee Soo-Im (Lee Tae-Ran), No Seung-Hye (Yoon Se-Ah), and Jin Jin-Hee (Oh Na-Ra). Each mother is fiercely dedicated to getting her child into a prestigious university, but the process challenges their family bonds and personal identities.

Han Seo-Jin appears to live a perfect life, but the lengths she goes to for her daughter Kang Ye-Seo’s (Kim Hye-Yoon) college admission reveal the system’s darkest corners. In contrast to Seo-Jin’s controlling nature, Lee Soo-Im stands out with her strong sense of justice, challenging the toxic norms of Sky Castle. Jin-Hee offers lighter, more comedic moments with her bubbly personality, while No Seung-Hye’s storyline emphasizes the importance of family bonds and equal partnership in marriage.

The younger cast also delivers impressive performances. Kang Ye-Seo (Kim Hye-Yoon) perfectly embodies the role of the fiercely driven, privileged student; Hwang Woo-Joo (Kang Chan-Hee) shines as the idealistic free spirit; twin brothers Cha Seo-Joon (Kim Dong-Hee) and Cha Ki-Joon (Joe Byeong-Gyu) represent rebellious youth; Cha Se-Ri (Park Yoo-Na), their wild older sister, and mysterious Kim Hye-Na (Kim Bo-Ra) add layers of intrigue. Woo Soo-Han (Lee Yoo-Jin) and Kang Ye-Bin (Lee Ji-Won) round out the next generation, more detached from the central storm.

The drama may remind some viewers of other productions that tackle social issues through a dramatic lens or explore the clash between personal ambition and family expectations. However, Sky Castle stands out due to its ruthless critique of the education system and its deep, layered character portrayals. The acting is as impactful as the story itself, particularly Yum Jung-Ah’s multi-dimensional performance as Han Seo-Jin, which evokes a mixture of empathy and frustration. She portrays a mother willing to do anything for her child, while simultaneously revealing the selfishness born from being complicit in the system.

The harsh and brutal nature of the story is one of the drama’s strongest points. While some scenes veer toward melodrama, it doesn't take away from the gripping atmosphere the show creates. Opinions about the ending may vary, but the conclusion effectively ties the story together. It’s also known that the director and writers intended the series to be not just entertainment, but a tool to raise social awareness.

Sky Castle is more than just a drama—it’s a thought-provoking commentary on modern society. Its critique of the education system and the obsession with individual success make it both unforgettable and deeply unsettling. The richness of its characters and the strength of its storytelling firmly establish it as a powerful narrative. For those seeking an epic and impactful story, this is definitely a must-watch.

Raven Melus

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[destiny-in-the-universe]

This is hilarious and I love it. Like, it’s such a ridiculous idea but poor Vincenzo lmao. He has no clue what’s going on

still thinking about objectively ridiculous vincenzo au's so here's one:

Mr Hong, Cha-young, and the Jang Brothers are vampires, and their followers (the plaza and the lawyers) know this, and when Vincenzo appears everyone just immediately assumes he is also a vampire. They don't say anything outright but there's a lot of winking and mentions of weird habits.

Vincenzo is not a vampire. He does not know vampires exist. He's Italian and very, very confused.

[stuff-diary]

Twinkling Watermelon

TV Shows/Dramas watched in 2023

Twinkling Watermelon (2023, South Korea)

Directors: Son Jung Hyun & Yoo Beom Sang

Writer: Jin Soo Wan

Mini-review:

I loved Twinkling Watermelon so so much. This drama made my Mondays and Tuesdays for eight weeks. The story might not be groundbreaking, but it's incredibly well-written and fun. I was afraid the plot would be too simple to make it through 16 one-hour episodes, but it never dragged at all. There was always something to look forward to, and many of the twists caught me by surprise. On top of that, the writer gave us two fantastic love stories. Seriously, both of them are among the best I've seen in a K-drama. But the real focus of the show is the friendship between all the main characters, and its portrayal of youth was really heartwarming and nostalgic. And the whole cast was incredible too, they absolutely delivered at every turn. The only flaw I can point out is that the representation wasn't perfect, and they should've hired at least some deaf actors. Besides that, I don't have any complaints. I might go as far as saying this is one of my favorite dramas of all time, and I'm gonna miss it so much.

[nanananananana-na]

hyper knife (2025)

she's never failed...not even ones.

[sungielvr]

Nervous Young Inhumans

7장

W.C. 2.6k

Warnings - mentions of smoking weed, mentions of posting nudes, lingerie pic,

After dinner, Seoyoon felt the need for something to calm her mind again. She entered her room quietly, the weight of the night still lingering in her chest. The boys were kind, doting on her, but there was a part of her that felt like she needed some space to breathe, to process everything. The room felt suffocating, and the silence made her thoughts too loud.

She sat on the edge of her bed, reached for the drawer in her nightstand, and pulled out a small bag. Inside were the herbs she kept hidden, a little escape. She ran her fingers through the dried buds, appreciating their earthy scent as she set them down on the small rolling tray. It was a ritual she’d done countless times before, one that had always been comforting, like a soothing balm for her restless mind.

Seoyoon picked up a thin sheet of rolling paper, gently unfolding it between her fingers. She worked slowly, methodically—pressing the paper into shape, aligning the edge with the strip of filter she had pre-rolled. Her hands were steady as she gently packed the ground buds into the paper, rolling it back and forth to ensure an even consistency. 

With a gentle flick of her fingers, she tucked in the edge, sealing it with a swift lick, and then twisted the end into a neat little knot. The blunt was thick, well-packed, and perfect, the end shining faintly in the dim light of her room. She admired her work, taking in the sight of it for a moment before sliding it into her pocket.

She stood up and moved to the door, opening it quietly so as not to draw attention. The boys were scattered around the living room, but no one noticed her slip out. She had learned to be discreet about these things.

“Hey, I’m going for a short walk to clear my head,” she called softly, leaning into the doorframe.

Chan looked up from the couch, brow furrowed slightly. “Are you sure, Yoonie? It’s getting pretty late…”

“I’ll be fine,” she reassured him, her tone light, but her words were laced with something else, something deeper she couldn’t quite name. She didn’t want to burden them with her need for space. “I’ll just smoke for a bit. Won’t be long.”

There was a brief pause before Felix, ever the thoughtful one, spoke up, his voice laced with concern. “If you’re sure, but just… be careful, okay? Call us if you need anything.”

Seoyoon gave them a small smile, a mixture of gratitude and guilt swirling within her. “I will. I promise.”

They all looked at her, a shared hesitance hanging in the air. It was clear they wanted to say more, but ultimately, they dropped it, trusting her to know her limits. She was, after all, an adult, but the protective instincts they had for her were so evident it almost made her feel more vulnerable.

She slipped out the front door into the cool night air, the crispness biting at her cheeks as she walked down the street. The sky above was dotted with distant stars, and the streetlamps cast a soft glow on the sidewalk, casting elongated shadows. She tucked the blunt between her lips, lighting it with a flick of her lighter. The first pull was always the best—rich and full, filling her lungs with warmth that spread quickly to the rest of her body.

She exhaled slowly, watching the smoke curl into the cool night air, feeling the tension in her chest start to dissipate. The world felt quieter now. It always did when she smoked—everything seemed a little softer, more manageable. It gave her space to think, to be by herself without the pressure of constant interaction.

Her mind wandered back to her OnlyFans. It had been a little while since she posted anything new. She’d been gaining traction, but she needed to keep it fresh, keep people wanting more. She pulled her phone out of her pocket, the screen lighting up with her notifications—more followers, more likes, more comments. It made her feel… wanted. Validated, in a way she couldn’t quite explain.

Maybe she’d post something new tonight. Something more daring? She thought about the photos she’d taken earlier—the sultry ones, the ones that felt like a little part of her was being shared with the world. She pulled up the photos on her phone, staring at them for a moment before slipping into a trance-like state, the joint burning down between her fingers, the air around her getting a little hazier, warmer.

She was so caught up in the thoughts of captions, angles, lighting—so lost in it all—that she didn’t even realize how much time had passed until her phone rang.

The screen lit up with Chan’s name, his contact photo flashing before her eyes.

“Yoonie?” His voice was filled with gentle concern, even through the phone. “Are you okay? You’ve been out for a while.”

Seoyoon blinked, glancing around at her surroundings, realizing just how far she had walked. It was almost surreal—how time could slip by unnoticed. She quickly snuffed out the blunt, tossing it into a nearby trashcan, and straightened herself up. “Yeah… I’m fine. I just got lost in my head for a bit. I’ll head back now.”

“Good. We were getting worried,” he said, the warmth in his voice apparent even over the phone. “Take your time, but don’t stay out too long. We’re all waiting for you.”

Seoyoon smiled softly, feeling a little warmth spread through her chest at the thought of them waiting for her. “I won’t. Be home in a bit.”

She made her way back to the apartment, the familiar streetlights guiding her as the cool night air calmed her racing thoughts. When she arrived back, she felt a quiet sense of relief at the thought of seeing all of their familiar faces, knowing that, even in her quietest moments, she wasn’t truly alone.

When Seoyoon walked back into the apartment, she was greeted by a mix of laughter and playful banter. The boys were lounging in the living room, sprawled across the couches and the floor. As soon as she stepped inside, Hyunjin perked up, throwing an arm over the back of the couch dramatically.

“Ah, look who finally decided to grace us with her presence!” he teased, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.

“You were gone forever, Yoonie,” Jisung chimed in, feigning a pout. “Did you get lost or something? Need a guide next time?”

Seoyoon rolled her eyes, kicking off her shoes. “Oh, please. You act like I was gone for hours. What’d you even do without me?”

“Barely survived,” Felix said, clutching his chest like he’d been through some terrible ordeal. “I don’t know how we made it, honestly.”

The room erupted into laughter, and Seoyoon couldn’t help but smile, the warmth of their energy helping to shake off the remnants of her earlier mood. She plopped down on the floor next to Jeongin, who subtly shifted to make space for her.

“So, what were you doing out there all alone at night?” Changbin asked, leaning forward with a mischievous grin. “Secret mission? Were you meeting someone?”

“Obviously not,” Seoyoon shot back, smirking. “I don’t have time for secret missions. Besides, if I were meeting someone, you’d all scare them off.”

Minho raised an eyebrow. “Are you saying we’re intimidating?”

“More like overwhelming,” she said with a laugh, dodging the pillow he tossed her way.

The teasing and chatter went on for a while, lighthearted and fun, the kind of energy Seoyoon needed after such a heavy day. But after a few rounds of playful banter, she stretched her arms and stood up. “Alright, boys, I’m heading to my room. Don’t miss me too much.”

“Too late,” Jeongin mumbled under his breath, quiet enough that only Seoyoon caught it. She shot him a playful wink before retreating to the sanctuary of her room.

Once inside, she shut the door and leaned against it for a moment, letting out a soft sigh. The lively atmosphere outside had been wonderful, but there was something about the quiet of her room that felt like home.

She walked over to her desk, setting her phone down before slipping out of her hoodie. Tonight, she wanted to push the envelope a little more. Her posts had been gaining traction faster than she’d anticipated, and she could already see the potential this could have. If she played it right, she might be able to secure a steady stream of income without worrying about job hunting for a while.

Seoyoon adjusted the lighting in her room, opting for something softer, warmer, and more flattering. She set up her phone, angling it carefully on her makeshift tripod. Pulling her hair loose from its tie, she let it cascade over her shoulders and slipped into something more sultry—a lacy set she’d bought on a whim but had never had the confidence to wear until now.

As she posed in front of the camera, she checked each shot carefully, adjusting her angles and expression to find what worked best. The photos were coming out beautifully—teasing, suggestive, but still tasteful. But as she glanced at one of the shots, her smile faltered.

Her wrist was partially visible in the frame, and the faint scars there stood out more than she’d expected. She froze for a moment, the sight of them pulling her out of her confident headspace. The scars weren’t fresh, but they were still a reminder of a time she wasn’t proud of—a time she’d worked so hard to move past.

“Ugh,” she muttered, lowering the phone and staring at the image. The scars weren’t obvious, but they were there, and she worried about how they might be perceived. After a moment of hesitation, she told herself it wasn’t a big deal. “I’ll just have to find better angles… or edit them out,” she said softly, trying to reassure herself.

Pushing the thought to the back of her mind, Seoyoon adjusted her position and continued taking photos. She tried different poses, letting the camera capture the best of her, angles that highlighted her figure while keeping the scars hidden. When she was satisfied, she started editing the images, adding a soft filter and cropping them just right before posting them.

The response was almost immediate. Her followers were eating it up, showering her posts with likes and comments. It gave her a rush, a mix of validation and excitement. She even teased her first live stream, promising her followers a chance to hear her voice and chat with her directly. The comments exploded with excitement, and she smiled, feeling a little more in control of her situation.

The rest of the night was spent setting up her payment plans and flirting with potential customers. She carefully navigated the conversations, keeping her tone flirty and engaging while maintaining boundaries. It felt like a game, a performance she was starting to get the hang of.

By the time she finally crawled into bed, her phone was buzzing with notifications, her follower count steadily climbing. She smiled to herself, a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction washing over her. Maybe this could work. Maybe this was the start of something good.

A few days had passed, and Seoyoon had grown closer to the boys. Their easygoing personalities and shared jokes made her feel like part of the family. Between late-night talks, shared meals, and spontaneous karaoke sessions, she found herself more comfortable around them than she’d been around anyone in a long time. The boys had even taken her to their music studio—a space that felt like the heart of their world. Watching them work had been both fascinating and endearing, seeing how much passion and effort they poured into their craft.

Now, they were all piled into the living room. Felix and Changbin were sprawled out on the floor with snacks scattered between them, while Seungmin, Jeongin, and Jisung occupied the couch. Chan and Minho sat cross-legged on the carpet, and Hyunjin was perched on the armrest, aimlessly scrolling on his phone. Seoyoon sat in the middle of it all, comfortably squeezed between Seungmin and Jeongin, feeling like one of the group.

“So, Jisung,” Seungmin began, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “What’s this I hear about you drooling over some girl on X?”

Jeongin immediately perked up, chiming in with a laugh. “Oh, yeah! The one he kept staring at, right? Scrolled through her profile for, like, twenty minutes. I’ve never seen you so focused.”

Jisung groaned, his face already turning a bright shade of red. “Yah, I wasn’t drooling! I was just… admiring the aesthetic, okay?”

“The aesthetic,” Seungmin repeated mockingly, raising an eyebrow. “Sure, Han. Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

Hyunjin leaned over, his eyes lighting up with interest. “Wait, wait, show us. Who’s this mysterious girl that’s got Jisung all flustered?”

“No one!” Jisung blurted, snatching his phone like his life depended on it. But the damage had already been done—Seungmin and Jeongin were laughing too hard to stop.

Seoyoon watched the scene unfold, chuckling at Jisung’s failed attempts to defend himself. “Come on, Sungie,” she teased lightly. “It’s fine to think someone’s pretty. Who is it?”

Jisung hesitated, clearly trying to change the subject, but Jeongin was quicker. “It’s this girl who posts on X. He found her profile the other day, and he hasn’t shut up about how ‘cool’ and ‘mysterious’ she looks.”

“Oh my god,” Jisung groaned, burying his face in his hands. “You’re the worst, Jeongin.”

“What’s her username?” Hyunjin asked, leaning forward eagerly. “I’m curious now.”

Seoyoon’s heart dropped into her stomach. She fought to keep her expression neutral as a wave of panic hit her. No way. No freaking way.

“I don’t remember,” Jisung muttered, trying to deflect. “I just stumbled across her page. It’s not a big deal.”

Jeongin, however, wasn’t letting him off the hook. “Oh, please. It’s the girl with the artsy photos and the teasing captions. You even followed her!”

Seoyoon’s pulse quickened. That’s me. They’re talking about me. She felt her palms grow clammy as she quickly pieced things together. Jisung must have come across her OF promo account on X, the one she’d been carefully curating. The one she thought no one she knew would ever find.

“You’re making it sound weird,” Jisung grumbled. “She just has a vibe, okay? I didn’t, like, stalk her or anything.”

Minho raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t stalk her, but you followed her?”

“It was for the aesthetic!”

“Aesthetic,” Seungmin deadpanned, shaking his head with a smirk. “Right.”

Seoyoon cleared her throat, trying to keep her cool. “So… what does this girl post about?” she asked casually, though her voice wavered slightly.

Jisung perked up at the question, clearly relieved someone was taking him seriously. “Oh, uh, just artsy stuff. Photos, little captions—stuff like that. She’s just really… creative, I guess.”

Seoyoon nodded, pretending to be interested but feeling like her brain was short-circuiting. Creative? Artsy? That’s what you’re calling my posts?

“Well, whoever she is, she’s got Han whipped,” Jeongin teased, earning another groan from Jisung.

Seoyoon tried to laugh along with everyone else, but her mind was racing. She needed to figure out how to handle this—and fast. For now, though, she plastered on her best poker face and leaned into the teasing banter, hoping no one would catch on.

After the conversation finally shifted to another topic, Seoyoon excused herself under the guise of needing water. She stepped into the kitchen, gripping the counter as she took a deep breath. Of all the people on the internet, Jisung had to find my account? She couldn’t decide if it was hilarious, mortifying, or both.

For now, though, she decided to play it cool. As long as no one connected the dots, everything would be fine. Right? Right.

She just needed to be more careful. 

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OT8 INTRO: LUST

synopsis: Lee Minho plans a little getaway with his closest friends, their wives, and you, his girlfriend and most adored and prized possession, right after he intentionally reads your private diary and leaves him wandering with your writing about something particular.

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦ ꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

☾ BANG CHAN ☽˚.⋆

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE

synopsis: As part of a college assignment, you interview a peculiar doctor about his success and long career, but then he starts telling you about the odd and unbelievable lifestyle he used to lead that got him there, claiming to be something you find funny at first, but then you get caught up in the details, causing tension and questioning reality. pairing: vampire!chrisbahng x inexperiencedfem!reader ˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🦇 ✧˚.🔮 cw: corruption kink, breeding, choking, +more...

☾ LEE KNOW ☽˚.⋆

somebody’s watching me

synopsis: Meeting a mysterious and secretive man thrills every part of you, but unknowingly, he watches you from his window on a lonely night, not realizing that it will ignite a new behavior in him. pairing: lee minho x camgirl!femreader ★ ₊ .˙⊹.🕯️˚˖ cw: voyeurism, sex toys, perv tendencies, +more...

☾ CHANGBIN ☽˚.⋆

like lovers do

synopsis: Your new boss is quite interesting, so the night lends itself to a few drinks and the discovery of never-before-explored bodies in such an inappropriate but magnetic act. pairing: ceo!seochangbin x fem!reader ˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🦇 ✧˚.🔮 cw: deepthroat, dom/sub tendencies, sir kink, +more...

☾ HYUNJIN ☽˚.⋆

ART DECO

synopsis: An eccentric and peculiar artist, whose art is well known for its captivating and erotic method, is fascinated by you, who naively thought you just accepted a small job for him. pairing: dom!hyunjin x sub!femreader ★ ₊ .˙⊹.🕯️˚˖ cw: shibari ropeplay, bdsm, +more...

☾ HAN ☽˚.⋆

MIDNIGHT SHADOWS october 18th

synopsis: After discovering his wife's infidelity, a sorrowful man seeks fun and solace on a peculiar and dark night, whose twisted games of fate lead him to meet you, in such a strange way, in what seems to be a forbidden place where he shouldn't be. pairing: han jisung x fem!reader ˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🦇 ✧˚.🔮 cw: amaurophilia, facefucking, impact play, +more...

☾ FELIX ☽˚.⋆

nocturnal whispers october 21st

synopsis: On a long and tedious night, you and your boyfriend decide to spend some time, openly trying new things. pairing: lee felix x fem!femreader ★ ₊ .˙⊹.🕯️˚˖ cw: roleplay, sex toys, dreg kink, +more...

☾ SEUNGMIN ☽˚.⋆

unspoken storm

synopsis: On an unfortunate night of heavy rain you find yourself stuck without being able to move forward, until a kind man sees you and offers to give you lodging until the rain stops but he turns out to be your teacher; once being alone leads you to get to know each other better in such a specific way, exploring dangerous territories and forbidden fantasies. pairing: kim seungmin x fem!reader ˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🦇 ✧˚.🔮 cw: spanking, corruption kink, +more...

☾ I.N. ☽˚.⋆

hotel california october 28th

synopsis: A young and naive Jeongin stays for a few days in a mysterious hotel with a certain strange vibe out of necessity but decides to stay after meeting you and in a way, until he has you, but everyone around him seems to keep secrets. pairing: rockstar!yangjeongin x fem!reader ★ ₊ .˙⊹.🕯️˚˖ cw: roleplay, chocking, +more...

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OT8: Season of the witch october 31st

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INTERLUDES🕸️

⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹

BAHNG CHAN

⟶ pretty when you cry

⟶ in the night

⟶ teacher’s pet

⟶ dollhouse

⟶ playground

⟶ big bad wolf

⟶ be my daddy

⟶ sweater weather

⟶ little red riding hood

⟶ enjoy the ride

⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹

LEE MINHO

⟶ the uninvited

⟶ sad girl

⟶ behind closed doors

⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹

SEO CHANGBIN

⟶ asylum

⟶ onsen

⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹

HWANG HYUNJIN

⟶ lost muse ₊

⟶ ultraviolence

⟶ night time, my time

⟶ allure

⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹

HAN JISUNG

⟶ doll parts

⟶ don’t talk to strangers

⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹

LEE FELIX

⟶ trick or treat!

⟶ sinner

⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹

KIM SEUNGMIN

⟶ illicit affairs

⟶ veil of innocence

⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹

YANG JEONGIN

⟶ a little death

⟶ gods & monsters

⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹

OT8 / fem!reader x specific members:

⟶ LIAR (ot8)

⟶ burning desire (ot8 - 3 part series)

⟶ fight club (chan & minho)

⟶ I put a spell on you (han, felix, seungmin)

⟶ intruders (han & felix)

🎃 ̊ ̟ ꒷ ꒦ 🦇 ꒦ ꒷ ̟ ̊ 🎃

happy fall and spooky season⭒✧˖°.🕷 ๋࣭ ⭑✮₊ ⊹

playlist (i'm still working on it)

[archivingkal]

last updated: 25/03/2025

note: unless otherwise stated everything on this list is completed

BANG CHAN

LOVER OF MINE BY @sulfurcosmos (SMAU)

she doesn’t hate him, she just... doesn’t want anything to do with him anymore. “it’s bad for my heart”, she claims. and she succeeds for a whole year until her clown of a friend felix, decides to take up music production as a summer extra credit unit knowing absolutely nothing about writing lyrics or composing. now who else to ask for help other than a creative writing major who specialises in poetry, and the best music production student on campus?

FACE THE MUSIC BY @0x1lovebot (SMAU)

y/n runs an anonymous twitter fan account for the famous rap trio that goes to her school, 3racha and one day she professes her love and appreciation for bang chan on said account. now chan is on a mission to find out who it is.

SORRY, RIGHT NUMBER BY @feelbokkie (SMAU)

Being an idol can be lonely and isolating. After one fun and adventurous night at a bar, Chan decides to text the girl he met the night before. Except, she gave him the the wrong number?

IF WE COULD TURN BACK TIME BY @lieslab

After a Dispatch article leaks, your betrayed boyfriend kicks you out of your shared apartment and you're silenced in the worst way possible.

NIGHT AGAIN BY @chahnniesroom

in hindsight, visiting chan's studio right before a comeback isn't one of your best ideas. what was supposed to be a pleasant surprise leaves you spiraling into self-doubt, wondering if chan even wants to be in a relationship with you at all.

FATE BROUGHT US TOGETHER AGAIN BY @beautifulchris (SMAU)

after spending two years abroad, you come back to the only college that accepted you; the same chris goes to

the prequel: LOVE DIE YOUNG

CURE BY @gamerwoo (HANAHAKI AU)

Chan was in love with a girl that didn’t return his feelings, and as his best friend, you wanted to help him through it. But his options were either to make her fall in love with him, make him fall out of love with her, or for him to get the disease removed, and he was dead set on avoiding the latter.

LEE MINHO

FELINE APPROVAL BY @ivyues

How Soonie and Lee Know agreed you were the one. (the definition of short and sweet)

THE JOURNAL BY @theright-sideofme (SMAU)

When y/n loses her most prize possession, what are the chances of her high school ex finding it? Apparently, suprisingly high.

SEO CHANGBIN

PUSH + PULL BY @yoongisleftearring (SMAU)

in which you are trying to survive college life but seem to have a thorn in your side in the form of Seo Changbin. After years of hating each other can you decide to remain civil with the handsome rapper? (let’s just hope he doesn’t come across that private thirst account you have for him)

THE ALTERNATIVE BY @astraystayyh

You've diligently chased the idea of being with Changbin out of your mind. That is until he picks you up from a bad date, making your steadfast resolve unravel all around you.

HWANG HYUNJIN

PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT BY @soobnny

hyunjin stresses how important it is that you help him practice for his role in your university’s upcoming play, especially the kissing scene.

THE WAY WE STOPPED BEING ALMOST AND BECAME ALWAYS BY @mykoreanlove

(the title for this one is pretty self explanatory and it's just as easily a wonderful read)

HAN JISUNG

NUMBER NEIGHBOUR BY @softyn (SMAU)

Jisung has been a fan of y/n since he can remember, what will happen when y/n posts her new youtube video texting her number neighbor who turned out to be Jisung?

SUNSHINE BY @svngbins (SMAU)

y/n’s only secret is that she’s in love with her childhood best friend, jisung. the only problem? y/n’s other best friend, aerin, has a not-so-secret crush on jisung.

LEE FELIX

THE MIXTAPES BY @cookielixie (SMAU)

y/n is in love with her bestfriend. what other way to express yourself than posting mixtapes about your love on twitter?

SO NOT WORTH IT BY @lemon-boy-stan (SMAU)

felix joins the popular kids after becoming bang chan's roommate. when he and y/n collide, the twitter world goes beserk. (loosely based on the k-drama so not worth it).

KIM SEUNGMIN

MY VALENTINE KIM SEUNGMIN BY @pixiefelixie

your 17-year-old dog, who had survived chocolate poisoning, a bicycle accident, and a raccoon fight, finally passed away peacefully—proving that even the most legendary warriors must one day retire. in your grief, you completely fell apart, only to realize your usually sarcastic boyfriend might actually be capable of being soft and supportive—something even more shocking than your dog’s immortality finally running out.

YELLOW STICKER BY @/soobnny

kim seungmin, resident fuckboy turned soft boy, is on a mission to quit smoking

YANG JEONGIN

IT'S NOT THE END OF THE WORLD BY @staysuki (SMAU)

it was either you're a coward who couldn't confess your hidden feelings towards your crush who you've been best friends with since high school OR perhaps fate is just conspiring against you to make your timing with yang jeongin to never be quite right— it's definitely the second one, right? oh well, at least it's not the end of the world.

MY GIRL BY @/soobnny

the boys find out their youngest has a gf

OT8

CLUELESS BY @hanniebaeee

Just eight boys and their very chaotic group chat.

TRUE SOULMATE SERIES BY @imagine-a-life-like-this

(eight stories about different soulmate 'marks'/'systems' in a completely unconnected universe so you can read in whatever order your heart desires or just read the one that interests you the most but they're all very fun to read)

SOOBNNY'S MASTERLIST BY SUE

(as you can probably see I'm a little bit of a sue truther so please head on over to her masterlist and read her works - please and thanks)

more to come...