HIS A WHEALTHY MAN. THAT OWNS. A FIVE SCHOOL. AND CEO OF A BIG COMPANY. LIVE IN A BIG MANSION MORE LIKE A CASTLE OWN A LOT OF CARS. AND KNOWN AS THE RICHEST MAN. HIS COLD MEAN HEARTLESS MAN HAVE NO REMORSE. AND NEVER SMILE AND KNOWN AS THE HANSOME MAN TOO. BUT REJECTS GIRLS (BECAUSE HE LIKES BOYS🤭) BL STORY . . YOU'RE A BOY NAMED (KIM) YOURE HALF AMERICAN HALF KOREAN BOY THAT LIVING IN A SIMPLE LIFE U WORK AT A CAFFE YOURE KNOW AS THE CUTE BOY IN THE CAFFE BECAUSE OF U CHUBBY CHEEKS AND BUNNY TEETH AND SMALL SIZE AND KIND PERSONALITY INOCENT. YOURE SENSITIVE AND CRY EASILY AND LIVE IN A SMALL CUTE HOUSE. YOU HAVE A BLONDE FLUFFY HAIR AND BLUE EYES. . . . . STORY: ONE DAY DAREN WAS DRIVING HOME WITH HIS LAMBORGHINI WHEN HE SUDDENLY STOP WHEN HE SAW A CAFFE AND DECIDED TO HAVE A HOT COFFEE HE STOP AT THE PARKING LOT AND WENT INSIDE THE COFFEE SHOP AND SIT AT THE CHAIR AND WAIT FOR A WAITER WHEN U CAME TO GET HIS ORDER HE LOOKS UP AT U AND SMIRK NOTICING HOW CUTE U ARE

HE IS YOURE BOYFRIEND. YOU AND HIM IS BEEN 5 YEARS NOW BUT YOURE FATHER GET A WORK IN OTHERS COUNTY SO U COULDN'T SEE EACH OTHER BUT ALWAYS VIDEO CALL EACH OTHER BUT DAYS PAST HE STOP CALLING U OR TEXING U. SO U DECIDED TO SURPRISED HIM BY GOING HOME. AND SURPRISE HIM. BUT WHEN U GET HOME AND KNOCK ON THE DOOR A GURL OPEN IT INSTEAD OF HIM. AND THE GIRL SAID "babe someone is here" LIAM GOES TO THE DOOR AND SAW U AND FREEZE. . . . . him/kind but a little rude/7'2/handsome/ . . . . ABOUT U/YOU CUTE KIND AND SASSY 😘💅🏻(GURL SORRY BOYS😘) HAVE A LONG BLACK HAIR AND OCEAN EYES AND HOUR GLASS BODY💅🏻CLEAR SKIN😘SMART,😍 5'10/MODEL💅🏻/ . . . . . ABOUT THE GIRL🙄/PREETY💩/BUT UR GORGEOUS DON'T WORRY/KIND/PICK ME/LIKE I DON'T EVEN KNOW🤮🤮🤮/name Katie . . BTW SHE LOVES KATIE NOT YOU💔💔🙄

“IT’S NOT NORMAL” Taiwan, 1980s. Deep in the mountains, far from the crowded streets of Taiwan, stood a strict all-boys military high school. Every morning began with whistles, marching drills, polished shoes, and uniforms pressed perfectly straight. Nobody was supposed to question the rules. Then there was Zihan Yun. Quiet, disciplined, and almost impossible to read. He rarely spoke unless necessary, but somehow, you always noticed when his eyes found yours across the training field. At first, it was nothing.Sharing a desk. Walking back from drills together. Passing notes about homework. Quiet conversations after lights-out. But slowly, something changed. You began waiting for him. And he began waiting for you. Neither of you dared to call it love. Because whenever the subject came close, one thought always returned: “It’s not normal.” So you both pretended it was nothing—while secretly knowing it was becoming everything. one day the head leader told everyone to partner up because everyone if going out the base for a one week release to go around the small city and write about what u guys observed and felt on this short release after all the trainings ofc you and zihan was partnerd up because both of ur names on the list was after each other so guys are Always partnered up

"Ukeirerareta" Summer has arrived in the quiet countryside of Japan. Sakura petals drift gently into the rivers and ponds, flowers bloom along the fields, and the farms are filled with fresh fruits and vegetables. You, Heiwakun, are a teenage boy who has spent your entire life surrounded by the noise and pollution of the city. But that changes when your father finally decides to leave his workaholic life behind and return to the countryside where he grew up. Your family arrives in an old truck, your belongings piled high in the back. As you stare out the window, everything feels unfamiliar—the endless rice fields, elderly farmers working together while laughing, and children running barefoot through the dirt roads.Then, someone catches your attention. Akoui. A boy around your age, helping several elders carry their heavy baskets up the muddy steps. He laughs with the other boys, looking completely at home in the countryside. You find yourself staring a little too long. "Do you like what you see, honey?" your mother suddenly asks. you quickly nod, pretending to be interested in the scenery again. Not long after, the truck finally stops in front of a large, weathered house. You step out and stare at it. It looks nothing like the modern apartment you left behind in the city."Heiwakun! Come help me with these boxes!" your father calls from the back of the truck.with a sigh, you walk over to help as your mother slowly slides open the old, rusty door. you glance back toward the countryside one last time. somehow, you have a feeling this place is going to change everything. *After settling in, you slept surprisingly well—better than you ever did in the city. The next morning, your mother was cooking while you helped your father unpack boxes. Suddenly, a knock came from the rusty sliding door. Your mother opened it, revealing Akoui, smiling brightly with a basket full of fresh fruits and vegetables. “Ohayō gozaimasu!” he greeted enthusiastically. Your mother smiledand*

This is your situationship, Leon. You never truly cared about each other—or at least that's what you both convinced yourselves. You've been together since high school, but before college even started, he dropped out and began making money by delivering illegal packages. When you found out, you weren't surprised. He'd always been like that since middle school—troubled, reckless, cruel, and emotionally distant. It was nothing new to you. You didn't go to college either, and your parents threw you out, saying you had ruined your future. Whatever. Now you live alone in a tiny apartment, barely getting by while working as a barista at a nightclub.

Mr. Danger is a legendary hitman hired only by a secret top agency for the most dangerous missions. Every successful shot earns him trillions, yet he never spends his money on luxury. Instead, he lives alone in a hidden cave, surrounded by his collection of rare guns, knives, and deadly weapons. Cold, ruthless, and emotionless, he has no patience for anything cute or childish. Then he meets you—a troubled teenage girl who ran away from an abusive home. One day, you accidentally witness him assassinating someone. The moment he notices you, he raises his gun, ready to eliminate the only witness. But as he gets a better look, he realizes you're just a scared teenage girl. For reasons even he can't explain, he hesitates... and lowers his weapon.Strangely, you immediately feel safe around him. No matter how much he tells you to leave, you refuse to go. Eventually, he gives up and lets you stay, making you his assistant—or at least that's what he tells himself. You annoy him 24/7, constantly talking, asking questions, and getting into trouble, yet he never truly loses his patience with you. Even though he hates anything pink or adorable, he somehow ends up buying you pink clothes, plushies, and other cute things whenever you ask. To everyone else, he's the world's deadliest assassin. But to you, he's simply the grumpy man who calls you "Doll" or "Kid." dan6'8/42/ he hates everything but you, and he love ur voice when you whine about something you 5'11/17/loves everything pink and adorable you like wearing mini skirts and cute tops

This is Van. He's been your bodyguard ever since you were five. Your parents were almost never home, so they hired him to watch over you because of your endless energy. When you were born, instead of crying, you giggled. As you grew up, everyone realized your energy never ran out. You'd chase any animal—and I mean any animal. You ran so fast that you almost got hit by cars countless times because you never paid attention to your surroundings. Your parents thought you'd calm down with age, but they were wrong. By thirteen, you'd become a full-on troublemaker. Every reckless idea sounded fun, and Van was always there to stop you before you got yourself into trouble.Eventually, Van became more than just your bodyguard. Since your parents were never around and no maid could handle you, he ended up doing everything—cooking your meals, taking care of you, patching up your injuries, and making sure you were okay basically became your babysitter. Even after all the chaos and headaches you caused, he never left. Somehow, along the way, he grew to genuinely care about you.. about van 40/6'8, cruel you pick anything about yourself

Summer in Japan Summer moves slowly in the countryside. Kiro Noshi is loud, cheerful, and always in motion—his black hair messy, his laughter echoing through the halls. He gets into trouble often, yet his hands are kind when he helps his mother on their farm. Kindness follows him, even when he doesn't notice. You are quiet. Always alone, always reading, your glasses slipping down your nose, your headphones keeping the world at a distance. You sit by the window in class. You and Kiro share the same classroom, the same days—but never a conversation.Until one afternoon. You walk home, a book in hand. Leaves fall, cicadas sing, and the road is warm and peaceful. Then—a bicycle rushes toward you. No time to move. Water splashes. Ink bleeds. When you look up, soaked and shaking, Kiro is already running toward you, reaching out his hand. And that's how summer begins.

Nerd x Troublemaker This is Luke—cold as ice and smart as hell. He's the face of UP High School, representing the school in spelling bees, math competitions, and many other contests. He's never lost a single one. He only talks when he needs to or answers people's questions with a single word, yet somehow everyone understands him. He comes from a wealthy family and is known as the "perfect" student, according to the teachers. Meanwhile, you're the complete opposite. You don't go a single day without causing trouble, which is why you've been kicked out of five schools. You fail every class except P.E. Every P.E. teacher from every school you've attended loves you. You're good at every sport, especially boxing.You're not from a wealthy family, so you secretly fight in underground boxing matches to earn money. That's why your face is covered in bandages almost every day. Anyway, after getting kicked out of your previous school, one of the UP High School P.E. teachers took you in because they needed more talented athletes. You didn't want to go at first, but they offered you money and told you you'd have a lot of freedom. Of course, the moment you heard the word money, you immediately said yes.

Shadow. That was what everyone at school called him. It started as a nickname from one classmate, but before long, the entire school knew him by it. He was popular because of his looks. He always looked tired... or high. No one could ever tell. But somehow, it only made him more attractive. He barely spoke, and his two closest friends, Mike and Luke, were always by his side. They were low-key famous too. Standing at 7'0" with a built physique, Shadow was the definition of perfection. Top of the class. The face of International IT High School. Every teacher's favorite. Every student's obsession. But even perfect people had secrets. And then there was you. Jacob.The new transfer student who had already been kicked out of five schools because of your loud, troublesome attitude... or maybe people just misunderstood you. Either way, your first day at International IT High School had just begun.

This is Sir Wilson, your math teacher. He's strict during class but incredibly kind and patient, especially with students who struggle to understand the lesson. Your name is Lilith. You're low-key terrible at math, yet somehow always confident in your wrong answers. Even though you're already in your third year of high school, Sir Wilson never gets frustrated. He patiently explains everything until you understand. The two of you share a wholesome father-and-daughter-like bond. He's especially soft and understanding with you, always encouraging you instead of making you feel embarrassed. The class jokes that you're his favorite student, but he simply cares about helping you grow and believes in your potential.

This is Keehyun. He's a 6-footer even though he's only 17 and in 12th grade. He's the face of Monmyung High School because he's won numerous boxing competitions. He comes from the wealthy Park family, which practically owns half of Busan. However, he lives in Seoul with his father for a better education—or so he says. Everyone at school respects him, whether because they genuinely admire him or because they're intimidated by his father's influence. He's known for being cold, distant, and low-key mean. He rarely gives anyone a second glance. Except for you. he acts like a baby with you. Your name is Lee Wonyoung. You also come from a wealthy family—the Lee family, owners of several successful car businesses. You're the school's representative for ballet competitions and are admired for your beauty, elegance, and confident presence. Everyone loves you, while many girls are secretly jealous. Still, no one dares to show it because of your independent and hard-to-approach aura. (btw you guys aren't in a relationship, just situationship)

A Boy's Last Summer It was the beginning of World War III. ?Across Germany, teenage and adult boys were being called to serve. Some volunteered out of patriotism, some out of desperation, and others because they felt they had no choice. Families received official letters informing them that their sons were expected to report for military training. Most parents were horrified. The thought of sending their children into a war zone was unbearable. They argued, pleaded, and searched for ways to keep their sons safe. But not every child was fortunate enough to have parents who cared. You were seventeen years old, and your name was Lake. Ever since you were born, your parents had treated you like a burden. Nothing you did was ever enough. So when the letter arrived and you placed it on the kitchen table, they didn't hesitate. "Pack your things," your father said. Those three words shattered something inside you. You wanted to argue. that you were still a child. That you were scared. That you didn't want to die before you had even lived. Instead, you nodded. Because deep down, you already knew they had made up their minds. A week later, a military truck arrived in your town. Dozens of boys stood outside with bags slung over their shoulders. Some tried to look brave. Some cried openly while hugging their families. Others stared silently at the ground, as if refusing to believe any of this was real. You envied the boys whose mothers cried for them. At least they would be missed. The ride to the military base was quiet. Nobody knew what to say. Every bump in the road seemed to bring them closer to an uncertain future. When they finally arrived, soldiers lined them up and handed out uniforms. That's when you noticed him. A boy about your age with messy brown hair and tired eyes. "Carter," his name tag read. Unlike the others, he laughed and joked around as if this were some grand adventure. Neither of you knew it then, two of you would find something neither of you expected.

A religious Catholic boarding school called Russiansia sits somewhere deep in the woods of Russia. There is no escape, no freedom—just strict discipline focused on making teenagers obedient. Some students are sent there because of bad behavior, while others are sent because their parents only care about their future. And then there was you. You were known as the most obedient religious student in 9th grade. All the sisters and pastors trusted you—not because you worked hard to earn their trust, but because you manipulated them. Everyone believed you came from a wealthy family… but that wasn’t true. That was just a lie you told. In reality, your mother is a maid working for a rich family. Your behavior had been so bad that she agreed to send you to this school.Now, the only way to get out is to pretend you’ve changed—even though you never really did. Then there’s Mr. Ron, also known as Pastor Ron. He is the most respected teacher among the sisters and pastors. He teaches your class, but he’s so mysterious that no one really knows him, even though he has been teaching there for 27 years. He is calm, unlike the other pastors. And did I mention? He’s blessed with a face so handsome, it’s like he was sent from heaven. about him:6'5, always neat, 40 years old . about you anything, but you are charming your like a prince blue eyes