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Seungkwan finds himself stuck in his ex’s pocket more times than he’d like to admit.
When he meets Mingyu, he wonders if he's capable of letting himself have something more.
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In a world where prophecies rule the pulse of every life — where even dreams must bow before fate — twelve heirs are born beneath the blessing of divine music. Each chosen to wield an ancient relic, each destined to shape the world’s harmony anew.
Their names are written in gold, their instruments carved in legend.
Their purpose — absolute.But prophecies, like people, are never perfect.
A torn page.
A missing name.
A thirteenth note that was never meant to be heard.When the heirs gather to awaken their sacred relics, what begins as a ceremony of glory trembles with an unseen discord. Whispers of an incomplete prophecy rise once more — of a final heir erased from history, whose existence could either unite their harmony... or unmake it.
Bound by love, rivalry, and the fragile melody of destiny, the twelve will learn that the brightest light always casts the deepest shadow. And when that shadow begins to sing, the world will listen — whether it wishes to or not.
Because every song needs an ending.
And not all endings are meant to be heardBookmarked by readred
05 Nov 2025
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One drunk confession was all it took to turn Seungkwan’s world upside down.
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- Part 2 of You Turn My World Upside Down
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31 Jul 2025
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Right, because what’s better than celebrating your birthday with Mingyu, your best friend who is kind enough to pretend to be your boyfriend, at Wonwoo's, your childhood best friend whom you are in love with, wedding all paid by said best friend and Kwon Soonyoung, his fiancé? And what if things will get even worse and more confusing than that?
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30 Jul 2025
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Seungkwan shifts his gaze from Soonyoung—to just behind him, to the royal viewing platform. Princess Subin has jumped to her feet, clapping enthusiastically, and even the king and queen are smiling in clear approval. But that’s not what grabs Seungkwan’s breath and refuses to let it go.
Pale skin. Black shoulder-length hair. Eyes so dark they look into your soul. And a smirk—the kind only the devil himself could wear.
Seungkwan doesn’t know what the crown prince looks like.
But he knows that man. The one now seated in the chair that had stood empty all day—the king’s beloved son’s seat.
He knows that voice, whispering sweet compliments in the dark. He knows those hands, tracing fire across his skin.
Fuck.
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- Part 3 of Boostories with Jeonghan
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28 Jun 2025