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purplesoulcollection · 26 days ago

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Hello, I really like your fanfic about Suho😊🤩😘. I imagine Suho accidentally catching Reader, who is free falling in the air. They don't remember anything about their past. Suho will have to learn how to take care of someone who doesn't even have an ID and there is no missing person news or missing case. The police are also stumped by Reader's case.

Hello, anonym, I tried my very best to fulfill your request. Hope you enjoyed it.

Fallen Angel?!

Aargh--

There was a faint sound that seemed to come from nowhere.

It was the kind of sound that was easy to overlook, too indistinct to pinpoint, so most people simply ignored it because they think it's just an illusion

But Suho caught it—the echo of a scream that felt distant and unstable But he can't pinpoint where did that sound come from the sound echoed faintly in his ears.

Beru, who was with him, also noticed it, his senses heightened at the thought of an impending confrontation.

Suho scanned his surroundings, finding nothing unusual, until he finally glanced up at the sky. That’s when he saw her—a woman plummeting from above, with no tall buildings around to indicate where she might have fallen from.

There was no time to being surprised and ponder how she ended up there; if Suho didn’t act fast, she would hit the ground hard, with no way to soften her fall.

Suho didn't hesitate for a moment as he dashed to save the woman, who was plummeting faster due to the pull of gravity. In his panic, he completely forgot about the Monarch's authority and his own abilities.

With a loud thud, Suho managed to catch her, his body jolting from the sudden weight and force of the fall. Thankfully, he held on tight, letting out a sigh of relief as he realized he hadn’t let her slip away.

If my reflexes hadn’t been quick, I wouldn’t have been able to catch her at all.

Gently, Suho placed the woman on the ground. She was unconscious now, despite having screamed just moments before. Perhaps the shock of her near-death experience had taken its toll.

I was left with a burning curiosity about what had happened to her without nobody I can asked. I can I can rub my hair in annoyance, don't know what to do with this sudden incident.

I analyze the girl appearance further. The beautiful woman had long hair and wore a simple shirt and pants, showing no visible injuries. At first glance, she appeared perfectly normal, but Suho sensed something was off.

He realized that something wasn’t right. With no tall buildings around, there were only two explanations: she had either flown through the sky or had been dropped from above.

"Young master, I believe that she part of itarim, an ordinary human being cannot possibly fall from the sky without knowing where she fell from." Beru wisely tried to persuade Suho that the woman was dangerous and should be killed immediately before causing trouble to his young master.

Suho pondered the possibility that what Beru was said might actually be true.

Beru had a point; ordinary humans typically wouldn’t encounter bizarre occurrences like this, even in a world where dungeons could appear unpredictably.

For an average person lacking special abilities, the worst fate would be to get pulled into a dungeon and perish without a chance to escape. However, falling from the sky certainly indicated that this woman was mixed up in something questionable.

He realized why Beru suggest to kill this woman; there was a desire to protect him from any potential danger, as his responsibility was to accompany and safeguard him on his father's orders, who was far away fighting.

Yet, Suho couldn’t bring himself to do what Beru say, His human sense does not allow that, harm an innocent person who had fainted from shock simply because he suspected she might be connected to Itarim is unacceptable.

He was resolved to grow stronger so he could reunite with his parents, but he also didn’t want to resort to senseless violence against those who were uninvolved.

"No Beru, I won't kill her just because your suspicions. We have to bring her to the hospital to check her condition. Even though he doesn't have any wounds, it's possible the wounds are internal."

He picked her up again in princess style and ignored Beru's protests until he circled around Suho.

Even if she was really part of the itarim, he should at least save this woman's life for interrogation.

It seemed to validate Beru's concerns. The woman's identity remained unverified.

She lacked any personal identification in Korea's advanced system, and there were no missing person reports that matched her description from the internet.

This left Suho feeling overwhelmed; he even reached out to his uncle Yoo Jinho for assistance in allowing the woman to receive treatment without needing to establish her identity.

The risk was significant if it became known that the woman had no identity here. Suho and her could face arrest and deportation without any warning. Indeed, if someone have a connection with powerful people, it can make things easier for the shady things too.

Now, all Suho and Beru could do was wait for the woman to wake up to answer their questions whether she like it or not.

The doctor said that she's fine, but he have to analyze more deeply once she wakes up to see any illness that only appear once she awakes.

Suho was restless, tapping his feet in a display of impatience, while Beru shot disapproving glances at the woman. He was uneasy about leaving potential threats unaddressed, but the young master had made his choice, and all he could do was comply.

As time passed, Suho's anxiety grew when the woman remained unresponsive, despite the doctor assuring them she was fine.

Could he really leave her alone in the hospital? Should he head home and just hope she wouldn’t wake up before he returned?

Perhaps fate was on his side, nudging her back from the depths of unconsciousness.

Both Suho and Beru noticed the woman stirring when her finger twitched, prompting them to ring for the doctor.

The doctor arrived promptly, conducting a thorough examination that included checking her eyes, asking questions, and performing responsiveness tests—leaving Suho and Beru puzzled by the process.

After completing the tests, the doctor approached Suho with a concerned look. "Mr. Suho, we believe the woman you brought in may be suffering from amnesia. She seems unable to recall any events from her life." Suho felt a jolt of shock at the doctor's revelation.

Amnesia?! A mysterious condition that could conveniently obscure someone's past identity. He never imagined he would find himself in such a predicament.

The doctor departed after advising Suho not to pressure the woman into remembering anything and to allow her to remain calm. Suho merely nodded, his attention fixed on the woman, who appeared lost in thought, nobody knows what in her mind.

"Do you even know your name atleast?" Suho's voice emerged slowly, momentarily shattering the silence. The woman, who had been lost in thought, finally turned her gaze toward him for the first time.

Her eyes, filled with confusion, reflected her struggle to process the question Suho had just posed, though she remained silent.

Impatiently, Suho drummed his fingers, eager for a response, but ultimately, she shook her head, signaling her lack of knowledge.

Watching her confused expression and the way she shook her head left Suho feeling uneasy and drained. He took a deep breath, knowing that the challenges ahead would be tough.

Yet, he couldn't bring himself to leave this woman, whose identity remained a mystery. The chance that she could be an adversary loomed large. It was up to Suho to keep a watchful eye on her.

"Do you want me to pick a temporary name for you, or would you like to choose one yourself until you can recall something from your past?"

He didn't want to call her this woman all the time, at least if this woman remembered her name, it would make his life a little easier.

Instead of answering, the woman just stared at me, looking puzzled as if she thought I was joking. "Don't you recognize me? Aren't you the one who brought me here?"

"I only brought you here because I found you unconscious. I don’t know you at all."

"Then why not choose a name for me? I'm not sure if the name I come up with will suit me."

"You may have lost your memory, but you still remember that you might not pick a good name?"

"It's just a gut feeling…" The woman turned her gaze away, embarrassed by her struggle to think of a suitable name for herself.

Suho pondered over a fitting name for her. She was a woman with an unknown age and identity, and he didn’t know her well enough to determine if she was part of itarim or not.

However, as an art student, Suho understood that a name plays a significant role in shaping a person's identity, so he took the time to think of a beautiful and appropriate name for her.

"...Name, do you like that name?"

She looks surprised with that name. Her eyes widened and her breath caught, as if I had struck a chord. I noticed the person flinch, scratching at the smooth skin marred by a wound. A nervous sound escaped her lips, leaving me uncertain if I had truly guessed her name.

"I like it. Name, huh?" Those were her first words since waking, her voice raspy from sleep. Perhaps that was why she had been silent at first. I offered her some water and reassured her that I would look after her.

"Suho, help me!" A cry that has echoed in my mind countless times since I chose to care for someone who lost her memory.

Whenever I see her in distress, she ends up shattering something I just cleaned. Perhaps she meant to lend a hand, but it always results in an accident.

This same person, whom I decided to look after, has indeed brought chaos into my life, just as I had anticipated.

I can't tell if she was always this way before her memory loss, but it seems she is quite careless. I have no idea what her life was like before we crossed paths.

When I first welcomed her into my home, her actions turned my home upside down, testing my patience to the limit. It's hard to believe that someone so beautiful struggles to take care of herself.

Honestly, I've grown accustomed to tidying up my own space because the harsh teaching from my parents, unlike my friends, who can be just as messy as she is, but of course less careless as her antics. So when i see her mess, i became more sensitive to it.

I could only tell her to leave the rest to me, and she ran away quickly avoiding my babbling which I was already tired of doing. It's faster if I do it without talking.

I've actually reached the stage where I doubt that she's part of Itarim because she's so careless and she doesn't show any suspicious signs. Maybe she only the ordinary people who was caught in a certain situation that caused her to fall from the sky.

I want to believe from my bottom heart that she's not the worst, that I should fight with. I only hoping that Name is a good person so that we can have good relationship and maybe become closer…

Because even when I mad at her antics to destroy my home, she still accompany me like now, she think she hide herself but i can still see her, peeping with guilty face. I don't feel lonely in this wide home again when my parents being missing and leaving me alone.

Even Beru can't understand this lonely. Because he'll left me once my father call him, to nowhere I don't know.

"Name, do you want to go outside?"

Nama's expression, which had been filled with guilt, instantly transformed into one of joy. Her eyes widened in surprise as he realized I was speaking to him.

"Can I go outside?" she asked, moving closer to me, his excitement palpable after being cooped up for so long since his hospital release.

I nodded; Nama wasn’t a prisoner who needed to be confined all the time. She just had to be cautious about not being discovered without an identity in this world.

"Come with me. I'll take you for a stroll," I said, and his face lit up with a smile.

"That sounds perfect! You have to take me somewhere nice, Suho," she exclaimed joyfully before heading to his room to change into the clothes I had ordered for her online.

Soon, we made our way to the mall and eventually strolled through a park that wasn’t too crowded. Seeing several small children playing together and adults also walking around like us created an indescribably peaceful scene.

I’m really eager to paint this scene, but sadly, I forgot to bring my supplies.

"This is for you," the name rings a bell. I glanced at Nama, puzzled, until I noticed what she was offering.

A drawing book and a pencil. Where did she bring those?

"Suho wanted to draw it, right? Your hands always seem to move when you want to create something. Plus, you’re always painting, so I thought you might need this," she explained to me and i take it.

"But you didn’t bring any paint?" My question made Nama hesitate as she rummaged through her bag, which I assumed held my drawing book earlier.

With a hint of sadness, she looked at me and asked, "Do you need some? You usually just use a pencil, don’t you?"

Seeing her worried expression made me laugh; she really thought I was in trouble. "Just kidding! A pencil is all I need." I waved my pencil dramatically before focusing on capturing the scene.

My pencil danced across the page, creating a sketch until I finally completed it.

"Is it not done yet?" Nama asked, eyeing the unfinished sketch.

"I’ve just made a rough draft; I’ll polish it up at home. If I finish it here, I might not get it done tonight…"

As we walked home, I still had my doubts about Nama’s true identity. I want to believe that her name isn’t tied to Itarim and that I can genuinely like her, but that’s depends in the future that will happen.

For now, i will try to enjoy this company...

The End

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purplesoulcollection · 17 days ago

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Met three times and fell in love once

Let me write my story first before i do the request!

Our first meeting took place in the dungeon, where he had ventured illegally. His rank was too low for such a place, and he lacked a higher-ranked companion.

I was there to hunt monsters and collect their cores. When I spotted him amidst a heap of monster corpses, I felt a mix of alertness and fear. The sheer number of defeated creatures was overwhelming.

Even though the monsters he had taken down were of a lower level, they were known for their incredible speed and tendency to attack in groups, making them quite challenging to defeat.

He seemed to sense my presence without me needing to announce myself. I figured that hunters develop a sixth sense in dungeons, where danger can lurk around any corner.

If they fail to hone that instinct, survival becomes nearly impossible. "Who are you? Are you here to steal my spoils?" I questioned him, my sword aimed at him, my heart racing with anxiety.

Should I engage him? His presence felt threatening. What if he was stronger than me? Would I stand a chance in a fight? Could we not just pass each other peacefully? I regretted my boldness, fearing that if I provoked him, he might retaliate. I still wanted to live...

I was surprised to find that, contrary to my expectations of him being easily provoked due to his strength, he simply waved his hand, signaling that he had no intention of attacking me.

I narrowed my eyes, scanning for any hidden weapons or suspicious movements, ready for a potential strike if I let my guard down.

Despite my vigilance, I eventually decided to sheathe my sword.

My palms were sweaty, so I wiped them before finally asking him,

"Who are you? I thought I was the only one allowed in here today?"

If he was trespassing in this dungeon, I would need to report him to the guild once I left. The rest was not my concern; I didn’t want to get involved in minor issues.

"I'm Suho. I couldn't enter here with permission because my rank is too low, but I needed to get stronger, so I snuck in," he replied with a smile. Even though his mask obscured his mouth, I could see the warmth in his eyes.

The mask was stylish and covered part of his face, but even with it on, Suho had a strikingly handsome appearance, and the mask only seemed to enhance his features.

After a moment of taking in his figure, I cleared my throat to gather my thoughts.

"Rankings are meant to protect people by categorizing them, ensuring they don’t enter dungeons beyond their capabilities. If you’re truly strong, why not just retest?" I asked, puzzled.

In this world, rankings are established from birth, but I believe that with continuous training, one can surpass their initial limitations. He looked strong enough to intimidate me, so it didn’t make sense that his rank was so low.

Why doesn’t he just retest if he’s confident he can take on stronger monsters? The world and the government would surely welcome more powerful individuals teaming up to eliminate the monsters emerging from the dungeon.

Yet, he never responded to my question. He just opened his mouth like a fish, making no sound, until he finally closed it and gave a wry smile.

"I have my own reasons…"

When he said that, I could sense a hint of sadness in his voice. It seemed that this man named Suho was carrying a burden of unexpressed sorrow.

Hearing his tone and seeing his expression stirred my sympathy, but I could only look away and say, "Whatever your reasons are, Suho, I have to report you to the government for entering a dungeon that’s beyond your rank, as it’s my duty as a level A hunter."

"Are you a level A hunter?" Instead of showing fear about my report, he focused on something I hadn’t anticipated.

I rubbed my forehead in frustration. Could I just hit him once to get him to act as I expected?

"Are you asking that to insult or compliment me?" My eyes stared intently at him. My hand was ready to punch the man who dared to be rude to me.

I have had many experiences where people ridicule me that my characteristics are not suitable to be a level A hunter. Of course in the end I beat up the person who said that but that doesn't mean it didn't hurt to hear even though I'm more patient now.

"Of course, I’m complimenting you, Senior." He said that with amuse voice, looks genuine in my ear.

I found it amusing when he called me senior and was about to argue back when we both sensed an enemy approaching us.

We both got ourselves ready and switched to high alert. I drew my sword, scanning the surroundings carefully.

The silence around me felt unnaturally heavy, as if an unseen enemy was lurking, poised to strike at any moment. It was that unsettling quiet that often precedes a storm, a clear warning of impending danger.

To be honest, moments like this always make me anxious, even though I should be accustomed to them by now. With someone like Suho around, I can't quite gauge his true strength.

I've witnessed him standing over a heap of bodies, but that doesn't necessarily prove he can take on monsters.

Do I need to look out for him too, just in case he can't fend for himself while sneaking into the dungeon?

When the lurking monster finally lunged at us, both Suho and I responded swiftly to its attack.

Together, we managed to take down the foe, and I realized that Suho is quite capable after all.

He has the ability to summon shadow beasts that obey his commands. These shadow creatures resemble weak monsters that novice hunters typically defeat.

Does this imply that Suho was the one who hunted them before they became his summoned beasts?

I noticed that Suho didn’t solely depend on his summoned creatures. He also engaged in combat himself, whether wielding a sword or using his fists.

What a versatile fighting style, though not overly specialized. Perhaps he simply fights based on his instincts.

After we finished off the monsters, I was impressed by Suho's promising skills. He has the potential to grow stronger, but if I reported him now, he would end up in prison.

"Suho!"

He turned to face me. I gave his hand a pat since I couldn't reach his shoulder.

"I won’t report you because you might end up being stronger than me. Just remember to repay me later!" I called out to him as I walked away. I didn’t catch his reaction because I was feeling a bit lazy.

---

I ran into Suho again as I stepped into the dungeon, where hunters emerged, visibly shaken. They confessed that a horrifying monster had been tormenting them before someone came to their rescue.

I had been dispatched to the dungeon as backup. While I may not be an S-level hunter, I was the only one left who had the strength to call for help.

S-level hunters were preoccupied with tracking down rare monsters, and their numbers were limited. Regardless, an A-level hunter should be capable enough to save the day.

I hurried into the dungeon, following the witnesses' descriptions of the fearsome creature, only to find Suho cornered and battling the monster.

Just as the monster was about to strike him, I sprang into action without a second thought.

Both the monster and Suho turned their attention to me as I launched my attack.

The creature leaped back, while Suho glanced at me, surprised.

"Are you okay?" I asked, quickly assessing Suho's condition. He had no visible bleeding wounds, just some bruises, which meant he was alright.

"If you're fine, get out of here right now. I’ll take care of this," I instructed him before I charged at the monster.

However, despite my insistence on it being a monster, this creature could actually speak. It seemed more like a boss monster than an ordinary foe.

"You think you can defeat me? Don't kid yourself, weak human!" it shouted just before I struck.

But when i fighting it, Suho suddenly interrupted and he already transformed into a completely different person without my knowing and urging me to retreat.

I was taken aback by Suho's new appearance. Was he really going to tap into his other abilities to the extent of changing forms?

It felt like something out of a comic book…

Realizing that i should give the chance to the someone who needs enemies to gain experience, I chose to step back and observe their fight.

Wow, their clash was intense, building up to a moment where Suho finally emerged victorious. Out of nowhere, a shadow monster appeared and devoured the defeated creature.

I widened my eyes in surprise before cautiously approaching them.

"He's coming, Young Master," the shadow monster said, eyeing me with a defensive stance.

"Wait, your shadow monster can talk?" I asked, pointing at Suho's companion who look like a catfish and look intimidate me.

"His name is Beru, and he's an old friend of mine," Suho replied, gently petting Beru while I stood there in stunned silence.

"Why did Beru eat that monster? Was it tasty?" I asked him because i know it can speak.

"Beru needs to consume monsters to regain his strength and survive in this world," Suho explained, standing protectively by Beru's side.

Seeing seeing Suho so defensive about Beru made me finally give up on interacting with Beru.

"Then what brings you here? As a porter?" I looking at him curiously, is he a good boy now.

"Yes, a friend recommended me to become porter. But we actually encountered that monster along the way," he said, gesturing toward the defeated creature.

"Looks like now you obey the rules, Suho. Keep that way!"

"Why you're here, Senior?"

"I'm here to back up someone who rescued a hunter from a wicked monster. Who would have guessed that the hero in this story is actually you, Suho?" I couldn't help but chuckle, and Suho just blushed and turned his gaze away.

"Quit teasing me, senior," he said shyly, covering his mouth where his mask didn't cover. That’s when I noticed he wasn’t wearing his usual mask.

"Then stop calling me senior. I'm not that much older than you, Suho."

Honestly, I’m not old enough to be called a senior. Young spirits are still very vibrant.

"So, what should I call you then?"

"Name."

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Honestly, it was a really intense moment, and I know it sounds a bit cliché. It reminded me of those dramas I usually steer clear of because they feel so predictable.

That’s essentially the crux of the drama.

At that time, the guild had chosen me to lead a team of hunters into the dungeon to search for valuable items to sell. Even if we stumbled upon treasure, I wouldn’t receive any commission for it.

At least the guild paired me with a capable representative, which made our journey relatively smooth.

That is, until we encountered a boss monster. It was furious and seemed intent on wiping us out.

This boss was tougher than the one Suho faced previously and, unfortunately, even stronger than I was.

Despite our attempts to surround it, the creature toyed with us as if we were mere playthings.

In that moment, I made the decision to evacuate my team, urging them to flee while I faced the monster alone.

"Run fast, I’ll hold it off," I commanded, trying to withstand the creature's onslaught.

"But chief, you’re only a level A hunter. We need a level S hunter," one of my team members protested.

"We don’t have the time to call for a level S hunter now. Someone has to stay back to contain it, and I’m the only one who can buy us even a moment. Go now!" Those were my final words that prompted my team to leave me behind with the beast.

"You’re the only one who wishes to meet your end at my hands." After a long silence, the boss monster finally spoke.

He allowed the others to leave me, clearly skilled at instilling despair in his opponents. I let out a harsh laugh, devoid of any real humor in this dire situation.

Inside, I felt an overwhelming emptiness. The ache in my heart was both hollow and painful.

I didn’t truly want to die—not today, especially when I stood to gain so much. But if I allowed too many to fall, the grieving families would curse me for my failure as a leader, even after I was gone is unbearable.

"Even if it means my end, will you join me?"

"If you're skilled, I will be by your side."

That was the last exchange we had before I swung my sword at him.

The battle, though brief, felt like an eternity as my injuries multiplied.

From minor scratches to a deep stab wound, I felt as if something was piercing through me.

I collapsed to the ground, the wound in my stomach numbed by adrenaline, yet I didn’t want to feel any pain.

I was still alive, but the weight of despair was crushing me.

Was this how I would meet my end, in such an uncomfortable manner?

If I had to go, I wished for a moment of happiness first…

As I began to mourn my fate, I found myself wishing to escape the impending attack that would soon claim my life. I bit my lip and closed my eyes tightly as a sign of surrender.

I never experienced the sharp pain or the loud noise that preceded the eerie silence, which finally prompted me to open my eyes out of sheer curiosity about what was unfolding.

With a heavy heart, I must admit that the sight of his back shielding me from the attack felt incredibly reassuring, tightening my breath and making my heart race.

Is this the perfect moment to say that love blossoms when you feel safe?

At that instant, he turned to face me. The concern in his eyes reminded me that I was still hurt and in need of care.

Suddenly, the wound in my stomach, which I had been trying to ignore, flared up again, and I yelled, "Suho, if you want to help me, take down that monster quickly before I pass out!"

After that, I could only be described as having fainted, as the pain became unbearable.

A stab wound to the stomach is not something one can endure for long while awake.

When I came to, I found Suho sitting beside me. Unlike typical scenes, he wasn’t asleep—perhaps it was still daylight.

"Are you awake, Name?"

"If I weren't, what would you do, Suho?"

"Name, I need to talk to you about something…"

Oh, Suho must be ready to confess his feelings now. I know my thoughts are running wild, but someone who has just fallen in love tends to be a bit impulsive.

"That monster is actually part of the itarim."

Instead of revealing his feelings, Suho took a trip down memory lane.

But maybe I’m getting too caught up in this by constantly facing Suho’s adversary.

At least let me enjoy falling in love in peace!

(P.S. He actually feels the same way, but that’s a story for another time…)

The End

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