When you were little, you and Heeseung were inseparable. Every afternoon, you’d meet beneath the old tree behind your neighborhood, sharing snacks, trading drawings, and making up stories. Every Friday, you’d split a strawberry milk because neither of you had enough money for two, and Heeseung always let you have the last sip. You’d collect pretty leaves and keep them in an old notebook, which he jokingly called your “museum.” Whenever it rained, you’d run outside anyway, then sit beneath an awning while Heeseung tried to dry your soaked shoes. One winter, you built a snowman together and gave it his scarf because you thought it looked lonely. Then, one summer, your family moved away. Years later, you return to the neighborhood and meet Heeseung again. You don’t recognize him at first. He’s taller, quieter, and more reserved now, but he remembers you immediately. He remembers everything: how you hated sandwich crusts, how you always lost your pencils, how you hummed when nervous, and the secret “tunnel” you once convinced him existed beneath the old tree. He even remembers the little metal box you buried together, filled with friendship bracelets, a movie ticket, a dried leaf, and a note with both your names on it. You remember almost none of it. Instead of telling you everything, Heeseung lets you get to know him again from the beginning. Slowly, tiny memories return—the strawberry milk, the rainy afternoons, the snowman, the old notebook. Then you remember the last day before you moved away: standing beneath the tree and promising you’d find each other again. Heeseung never forgot. Now you have to decide whether the past is something you should recover, or something you should leave behind while discovering who you both became.

You had always been the extroverted one—the girl who could talk to anyone, laugh at almost anything, and make even the quietest moments feel warm. And somehow, Niki had become your favorite person. You were always together, always laughing, always finding excuses to stay around each other a little longer. You slowly started falling for him, but you never told him. You were scared. You didn’t know if he felt the same, yet the way he looked at you, smiled at you, and stayed close made you believe he might. So you kept your feelings hidden, letting them grow stronger every day. The more affectionate you became, the more you convinced yourself that maybe he secretly felt the same. Until one day, you started coughing. At first, you thought you were getting sick. But when you covered your mouth, a tiny flower petal rested in your palm. You froze. Another cough came, and more petals fell. You tried to hide it, wiping them away before anyone could notice. But it kept happening. The flowers only appeared because of one thing: your love for someone who didn’t love you back. And the worst part? You didn’t know that Niki’s heart already belonged to someone else. That someone else was Rika. You kept smiling around him, pretending everything was fine, while every unspoken feeling seemed to grow inside you. You loved him more and more, even as your body reminded you that he would never love you the way you wanted him to. And every time another flower petal fell from your lips, you wondered how long you could keep pretending that your heart wasn’t breaking.

Heeseung was your friend, or at least you wished. Heeseung was cold, rude, arrogant, and hated everyone. You thought he was just a bully. Even then, you still wanted to be friends with him. He hated how you were always so childish, talkative, and cheerful. But to you, it was just your charm. But there was one thing you didn’t know for years. He wasn’t cold and mean to you because he hated you, he didn’t do it because he was annoyed. He just didn’t learn how to accept you in his life. And the reason he didn’t know how to accept you in his life was his dad. His dad hurt him. A lot. With words, and physically. His life was miserable. Yet, you never noticed.

You’ve been deaf for as long as you can remember. Your hearing aid sits behind your ear every day, familiar enough that you barely notice it anymore. Still, sometimes you catch yourself wishing things could be different. You wish you could experience the world the way everyone else seemed to. Conversations without having to concentrate so hard. Music without needing to feel the vibrations. Never having to explain why you didn’t hear someone calling your name. More than anything, you just wanted to feel like an ordinary kid. Then there was Riki. Riki was cold, arrogant, and blunt. He didn’t care about making friends, and he definitely didn’t care about being liked. If someone annoyed him, he made it obvious. He could be rude without even seeming to realize it, and most people knew better than to bother him. You tried to stay away from him. You didn’t know much about him, and you preferred it that way. Until one day, you ended up sitting beside him. Riki glanced at you, then at your hearing aid. He said something. You blinked. You hadn’t heard him. “Sorry?” you asked. His eyes narrowed slightly. “Seriously? You can’t hear?” You looked down for a moment before nodding. “Not very well.” He stared at you, clearly unimpressed. “Then pay attention.” You looked at him, caught off guard by how blunt he was. He leaned back in his chair and looked away. “I’m not repeating everything I say.” And somehow, that was the beginning of everything.

Your life had never been particularly easy. After losing both of your parents, everything around you seemed quieter than it used to be. The house that was once filled with their voices now felt strangely empty, and you had slowly gotten used to coming home to silence. There was no one waiting at the door to ask how your day went, no one reminding you about homework, and no one there to comfort you when things became overwhelming. You had learned to handle most things by yourself, even when you wished you didn’t have to. At school, things weren’t much better. You didn’t have a group of friends to sit with at lunch or people you could text after school, so you mostly kept to yourself and tried not to attract attention. You were already struggling emotionally, and school often made everything feel even harder. Some days, even walking through the school doors felt exhausting. And then there was Ni-ki. He was one of the students who bullied you the most. He would make comments whenever you walked past, tease you in front of other students, and deliberately embarrass you whenever he had the opportunity. You tried ignoring him, hoping that eventually he’d get bored and leave you alone, but he never seemed to. You became quieter and quieter.

You lost your parents when you were very young. After that, you were taken in by House 89, a group of people who were trained to protect others and fight dangerous people. They raised you and kept you hidden because there were people looking for you. You believed they protected you because they cared about you and wanted to keep you safe. You grew up with Riki, who became one of the people closest to you. He was also the person who was supposed to protect you. But there was something you didn’t know. You have an extremely rare blood type, and your blood is very valuable. House 89 knew about this from the beginning. This was one of the reasons they wanted to keep you alive and safe. One day, Riki gets badly hurt and needs blood. Because he has the same rare blood type as you, the people at House 89 take some of your blood and give it to him to help save him. That’s when you slowly start to realize that House 89 didn’t only protect you because they cared about you. Your blood was also important to them because it could save Riki if something happened to him. Then the dangerous man who killed your parents comes back. He still wants your rare blood, and now you’re being hunted again.

For months, Jungwon had been your silent shadow, observing you from a distance with a warmth that contrasted sharply with his usual cool, composed exterior. He memorized the little things-the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed, how you stayed up too late studying or working, and the soft, gentle way you treated everyone around you. He was completely captivated, yet every time he resolved to finally walk up and confess his feelings, his usual confidence would evaporate, leaving him completely tongue-tied. He wanted nothing more than to be the one comforting you after a long day, to hold your hand, and to speak his truth, but fear of rejection kept him frozen. Realizing that his human self lacked the courage to breach the distance, he made a desperate, magical choice: he decided to turn into a cat. As a sleek, soft feline, he could finally bypass your walls without the paralyzing fear of saying the wrong thing.

For months, Ni-ki had been your silent shadow, observing you from a distance with a warmth that contrasted sharply with his usual cool, composed exterior. He memorized the little things—the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed, how you stayed up too late studying or working, and the soft, gentle way you treated everyone around you. He was completely captivated, yet every time he resolved to finally walk up and confess his feelings, his usual confidence would evaporate, leaving him completely tongue-tied. He wanted nothing more than to be the one comforting you after a long day, to hold your hand, and to speak his truth, but fear of rejection kept him frozen.Realizing that his human self lacked the courage to breach the distance, he made a desperate, magical choice: he decided to turn into a cat. As a sleek, soft feline, he could finally bypass your walls without the paralyzing fear of saying the wrong thing.

Y/N was the girl almost everyone knew. She was extremely extroverted, talkative, cheerful, and clumsy. She greeted everyone she saw and became friends with almost everyone. Despite that, she wasn’t very smart. She struggled with math, science, social studies, and more. Jungwon was completely different. He was shy, quiet, smart, and tensed up at the smallest touch. He would barely talk. You found him “unique”. Since he never talked to you. Y/N had long black hair with bangs. But Jungwon found something cute about you. It was how you were a big crybaby. How you cried for the smallest things. He always hid his smile. You were now in college. You expected to share a dorm with a friendly girl. But once you opened the door to your dorm you saw Jungwon. You were extremely embarrassed. His side of the room was filled with some type of comfort. You set up your things. Jungwon watched quietly, smiling slightly when he saw your plushie-filled bed.

You were always popular. You were smart, your parents were rich, and you were kind. Every boy liked you. But you only liked one boy. He was Heeseung. But you never tried to get close to him. It was because you knew he liked another girl. Her name was Se-ah. She was just another average girl. But behind all that money, popularity, and kindness...were your abusive parents. Your parents always expected 100% on all of your exams. But most of the time you just got 96 %. Your parents were also never home. You couldn't have many friends since your parents thought they were bad influence. You just wanted to be one thing. Free. But you knew that was almost impossible. Se-ah knew you liked Sunghoon. That was one of the reasons she hated you. You had long black hair with bangs and you always wore a colorful friendship bracelet. It was the bracelet your sister gave to you before passing away

Title: “Do you only love me when you’re drunk?” Y/N and Sunghoon were one of the biggest rivals in school. You both hated each other. But there was one thing you hated most about him. It was how he “loved” you whenever he was drunk. You were used to it by now. Whenever he was drunk he would text you and tell you about how he loved you and missed you. But when he was finally sober he would explain how it meant nothing. Y/N was tired of it. She wanted Sunghoon to just stop talking to her if he would just keep playing with her feelings. Sunghoon agreed but when he got drunk again he would still say how much he “loved” you. Y/N was a kind girl. She had anger issues and would take jokes seriously. Y/N had long black hair with curtain bangs and doe eyes. But something made Sunghoon feel something about you that he shouldn’t feel.

You were always popular. You were smart, your parents were rich, and you were kind. Every boy liked you. But you only liked one boy. He was Sunghoon. But you never tried to get close to him. It was because you knew he liked another girl. Her name was Se-ah. She was just another average girl. But behind all that money, popularity, and kindness…were your abusive parents. Your parents always expected 100 % on all of your exams. But most of the time you just got 96 %. Your parents were also never home. You couldn’t have many friends since your parents thought they were bad influence. You just wanted to be one thing. Free. But you knew that was almost impossible. Se-ah knew you liked Sunghoon. That was one of the reasons she hated you. You had long black hair with bangs and you always wore a colorful friendship bracelet. It was the bracelet your sister gave to you before passing away

You and Heeseung had always been rivals. He would annoy you, copy your work, and bully you. Despite all that you had always been gentle and kind. Heeseung used to have a girlfriend but recently broke up with her when he found out she was cheating. Heeseung also had a little brother, Lee Jihoo. You always cared about Lee Jihoo like he was your own brother. You couldn’t let anyone hurt Heeseung nor his little brother. You had long black hair with bangs and brown eyes. Heeseung’s little brother, Lee Jihoo had always wanted you and Heeseung to be together. But you didn’t know that. Lee Jihoo would always draw You and Heeseung together and give it to Heeseung. Heeseung always thought it was just a joke since Lee Jihoo was still young. But deep down, Lee Jihoo always wanted you to be with Heeseung. Slowly Heeseung realized that you were someone he couldn’t lose.

You were always abused as a kid. Your parents would beat you up, hurt you, and say cruel things like “I wish I never gave birth to you or “Just disappear already” and thats what hurt you most. You were the weakest kid in elementary school. The most bullied kid. At home you would take multiple sleeping pills. One time you took so many that you fainted and when you woke up you couldn’t even move, eat, or even open your eyes properly. You tried to k!ll yourself. Many ways. Jumping off a building, stabbing yourself and even sl!tt!ng your own throat. Now you’re 18 years old in high school. You weren’t “weak” anymore. But you didn’t recover fully. Your parents passed away. And you still loved them. Even after all the abuse and cruel words. You were the biggest bully in school now. You bullied everyone. You hater everyone. Not because you wanted to. But because you just couldn’t show love anymore. You could only show hatred. You said bullying someone made you feel better. It really didn’t. Because after school you would always cry out of guilt. You tried to become nicer. But you couldn’t. You had to bully people. Hyunjin was the boy you bullied most. You hurt him, said cruel things to him. And now he was weak. He used to he the most cheerful boy. Now he was just quiet. You tried to he nice but all that came out was hatred.

You were always an energetic girl. You were talkative, charming, and extrovert, and funny. But nobody really liked you for it. But you never really cared. You always wore half up double bubble braids. You loved koalas and loved the color purple. You wore round glasses and you had long brown hair with bangs and dark brown eyes that look stunning in the sunlight. Sunghoon recently moved into your neighborhood and obviously you wanted to greet him immediately but your mom told you to wait a couple of days. You had already planned to surprise him like you did with everyone but you were a bit nervous since everyone thought you were annoying. So you were starting to hesitate about if you should still suprise Sunhoon. Sunghoon was a quiet boy. The type who wouldn’t really get along with someone like you

Jungwon was just a normal boy in school. Caring, smart, tall, and kind. You were really talkative. You were energetic, charming, funny, and smart. You have had multiple ex’s. You trusted people. Whenever a guy asked you on a date you would say yes, thinking he would be the love of your life but you were wrong. Whenever they got tired of you they would break up with you. And you had lost your spark. You weren’t that charming girl anymore. Jungwon had to watch you go through all of it. How every boy would betray you and how you weren’t that energetic girl anymore. Jungwon had always loved you. But he never said anything because he knew you wouldn’t trust him. You wouldn’t trust anyone. But he knew things no body else did. Not even your ex’s. He knew your favorite flowers were lilies, your favorite drink was boba, your favorite animal were cats, and more.

Keonho was your childhood best friend. You guys were good friends. He even learned how to braid your hair. He memorized small things about you. Like how you talked when you were sad or how you always wore loose double braids to school with a small butterfly clip. He was kind, nice, tall, and caring. Sometimes whenever he failed a test you would place a snicker bar in his hand with a note that would say "better luck next time:)" before smiling and walking away. Whenever it rained he would always bring an umbrella so you guys could share. After school you guys would sometimes go to a small park and sit in the swings while talking about mostly anything. You had long black hair with bangs, you had dark brown eyes that looked gorgeous in the sunlight, and you always loved to look for stray cats after school. You guys were now roomates for a school trip. You were a morning owl while keonho was a night owl

Ryo was known as the most talkative boy in school. He would talk a lot, smile a lot, pout, give someone his puppy eyes whenever he wanted something. You were the complete opposite. You were quiet, shy, sweet, and smart. You guys never really got along since you two were so different. But sometimes he tried to cheer you up by buying new snacks or taking you to the beach. You thought it was silly. Whenever he did something silly, you would always smile slightly. Ryo had always loved you secretly. He knew how you always wore loose double braids to school and how you always had a small butterfly clip. You had long brown hair with bangs. you were a night owl while Ryo was a morning owl. you guys were now roommates because of a school trip.