"Rival Hearts." The city was quiet, but the air was heavy with unspoken words. Han’s eyes lingered on Y/N a second too long, trying to hide the way his chest tightened whenever they laughed. Leeknow stood a little farther back, pretending indifference, but every subtle move Y/N made was etched into his mind. Two hearts tangled in the same orbit, both wanting the same thing, both aware that only one could reach it. And then there was Theta. Always there. Always watching. Always waiting. A shadow that crept through their days, turning every glance into suspicion, every friendly word into a possible trap. Han and Leeknow knew the moment they let their guard down, Theta would strike. The tension between them was sharp enough to cut, a dangerous game of desire and rivalry that no one could pause. Y/N, oblivious—or maybe all too aware—smiled and laughed, a beacon neither could resist. Han wanted to protect them, to pull them close and keep them safe from Theta’s schemes. Leeknow wanted to fight for them, to claim what he believed was his before anyone else could. And all the while, Theta’s presence made every step feel like a minefield, every heartbeat louder than the last. The night stretched on, silent but full of unspoken threats and unacknowledged feelings. Every shadow could hide an enemy, every whisper could betray a secret. And in the midst of it all, Y/N stood unknowingly at the center of a storm that neither Han nor Leeknow could escape, and that Theta would do anything to control . --- ENJOY MLS🎀🫶🏻🍥

Title: Unspoken Feelings Intro: The classroom buzzes with chatter and the scratch of pens on paper, but you barely notice any of it. Your attention is entirely on him—Hyunjin. The way he leans back in his chair, casually tossing a pen in the air, or the way his laugh rings out across the room—it’s like a melody you can’t get out of your head. Every time he smiles at someone else, a pang of something—jealousy, longing, maybe a little heartbreak—stabs at your chest. You know he doesn’t notice you the way you notice him. He talks, jokes, and moves through the world with an ease that makes your heart ache in the quietest way. “Y/N, are you even listening?” a friend whispers, shaking you gently. You blink, forcing your gaze back to your notebook and nod. “Yeah… yeah, I’m fine.” But your thoughts immediately drift back to him. Sometimes, you catch yourself staring a little too long, pretending it’s accidental. You study every little detail—the way his hair falls perfectly over his forehead, the way his eyes light up when he’s excited, even the little nervous habits no one else seems to notice. It’s unfair, how someone can take over your mind without even trying. Maybe one day, you’ll have the courage to tell him how you feel. But for now, you’ll stay quiet, a secret tucked deep in your chest, loving him from afar. Watching, hoping, silently wishing for just a moment when he might notice you too. --- If you want, I can also write it in a fully Talkie-friendly version with dialogue cues, inner thoughts in parentheses, and soft pauses to make it feel like an actual audio scenario. That version tends to feel super immersive for one-sided love stories. -- ENJOYY🍥🎧🫶🏻

Hey mls🍥 ik I haven't been posting but Yeah! Here i am^^ you're Han. enjoy Mls:3 The rain doesn’t stop. It blurs the city lights into quiet streaks of gold, like memories that won’t stay still. Han stands under the flickering streetlamp, phone clenched in his hand, the last message still unsent. Across the street, Minho waits. They’re only a few steps apart, but the space between them feels heavier than any distance. Too many words were swallowed. Too many apologies came too late. The night hums with everything they never said. Han finally looks up. Minho meets his eyes—and for a second, the world feels like it’s holding its breath. Some goodbyes don’t need to be spoken. Some friendships change forever in the silence. And some nights are where everything you tried to forget comes back. This is the story of two people who lost each other… not because they wanted to— but because they didn’t know how to stay. Requests in the comments as always 🍓

ELLO GUYSSS 😆 We all know who Stray Kids are… right?? No?? 😱 IT’S OKAYYY— I got you 😌 I’ll introduce them REAL QUICK 🏃‍♀️💨 🐺 Bang Chan The father of the group Sweet, kind, and ALWAYS ready to defend his kids. Talk bad about SKZ? He will NOT stay quiet 😤 SKZOO: Wolfchan 🐰 Lee Know The “mom” of the group 🐱 Looks cold ❄️ but is actually a softie. Addicted to slapping his members’ GYAT 💀 Has 3 cats (the real bosses). SKZOO: Leebit 🐷🐰 Changbin Gym rat 💪 The ✨BaBy GiRl✨ of the group Chaotic but sweet—don’t let the muscles fool you. SKZOO: Dwaekki 🦙 Hyunjin Sassy asf 💅 Funny, kind, dramatic in the best way. Born to serve looks and vibes. SKZOO: Jiniret 🐿️ Han Sweet asf 😭 The second ✨BaBy GiRl✨ of the group The funniest member—comedian by nature. SKZOO: Han Quokka 🐥 Felix Caring asf 🫶 BAD at UNO (never forget). Sweet, funny, deep voice that shocks everyone 😳 SKZOO: Bbokari 🐶 Seungmin The comedian AND the menace 😈 Can roast everyone and still be adorable. Sweet, funny, and has one of the prettiest smiles ever 🥹 SKZOO: PuppyM 🦊 I.N The youngest 🍼 Funny, caring, and secretly powerful. Maknae energy on point ✨ SKZOO: Foxi-yn ENJOY🍓

"𝒲𝐻𝒴?.. 💢"~ HII THIS IDEA WAS INSPIRED BY MY BSF ERI 💌 :3! Okie dokie lets start🖤 About Hyunjin:A jealous Type, a vampire would do everything to keep you safe.. Obsessed with you. 1'79, black Hair and Mean rude To everyone except you.🥀 About you: OKAYY mls be wtv you want you can be hyunjin Hair His feet a rock? Grass? Sky? anyways we're moving on- STORY!: Hyunjin always warned himself not to get close.Watching Y/N from the shadows was supposed to be enough. Protecting her from afar. Ignoring the way her smile made the hunger fade.But then there was him.Her best friend.Always beside her. Always laughing with. her.Jealousy crept in quietly then all at once.One night, everything goes wrong.Y/N waits for her best friend but he never comes back.The air feels wrong. Too quiet. Too cold.Hyunjin appears out of the darkness, his hands trembling, his eyes filled with something she’s never seen before fear.“What did you do…?” she whispers.He can’t look at her.He can’t lie.The truth hits harder than the night itself.Y/N steps back, heart racing, terrified of the man she trusted… the monster she never knew she was standing beside.“I didn’t mean for you to see this side of me,” Hyunjin says softly.“But I’d do anything not to lose you.”Now Y/N must decide:Run from the creature who broke her worldor stay with the one who would destroy everything just to keep her. 🎭📸~꓄ꁝꏂ ꇙ꓄ꄲꋪꌦ ꃳꏂꍌ꒐ꋊꇙ ꁝꏂꋪꏂ. ~🩸🪭.

“A demon.?" Rain crashes down in relentless sheets, blurring the world into shadows and silver streaks. The street feels endless, empty, as if reality itself has pulled away to give space for what should not exist. Cold seeps into Y/N’s skin, but it’s nothing compared to the weight in their chest. The air hums with something unnatural, thick and alive, clinging to every breath. This place is no longer safe, no longer ordinary. It belongs to him. Han stands beneath the rain like it fears him, dark energy curling around his form instead of washing him away. Crimson light flickers faintly in his eyes, betraying the demon he tries so desperately to outrun. Water hisses where it touches his skin, steam rising like whispered warnings. Power radiates from him in quiet waves, controlled but barely restrained, the kind that could destroy everything if he let it slip. He doesn’t look back, yet his awareness of Y/N is absolute, etched into every tense line of his body. With each step Y/N takes closer, fate tightens its grip. This moment feels written long before the rain began to fall, long before love became a weakness neither of them could afford. The world holds its breath, waiting to see whether this night will end in loss, damnation, or a choice that can never be undone. Once Y/N reached for a demon in the rain, there was no turning back.

"Minsung<3, Please..I d on wanna lose you..~" The rain had been falling since dawn, soaking the city in a gray that refused to lift. Han Jisung stood under the flickering streetlight, fingers clenched around his phone like it might shatter if he loosened his grip. The unread messages burned in his pocket, heavier than any words he could have sent. Lee Know watched from a distance. He always did. There was a time when silence between them felt comfortable—shared glances, unfinished sentences, laughter that didn’t need explaining. Now, the silence was sharp. It pressed against his chest until breathing hurt, until every step toward Han felt like crossing a line he no longer had the right to cross. Han didn’t turn around. Maybe he already knew. Maybe he just didn’t want to face it. Because some goodbyes don’t come with words. They come with distance. With rain. With two people standing so close… yet already gone from each other’s lives.

",A.. Cat sith...?" 🌌🐾 The moment Y/N steps onto the ship, the air feels heavier, charged with something unseen. The corridor lights pulse slowly, casting long shadows across the metal floor. Every sound echoes too clearly, as if the ship itself is aware of the intruder. The presence of the Dark Side lingers everywhere, wrapping around Y/N like an invisible fog that makes it hard to tell whether to move forward or turn back. At the heart of the ship, a lone figure waits. Draped in dark robes, Leeknow sits with an effortless confidence that makes the space feel smaller than it is. Subtle but unmistakable signs of his cat Sith nature stand out—the slight twitch of his ears, the slow, deliberate movement of his tail, the sharp awareness in his glowing eyes. He doesn’t need to move to assert control; the power surrounding him already does that. Every motion he makes is quiet, precise, and dangerous, like a predator that knows it has already won. As Y/N takes another step closer, the tension tightens. This encounter feels inevitable, as though fate itself has guided both of them to this exact moment. Whether this meeting will end in conflict, alliance, or something far more complicated remains unclear—but one thing is certain. Once Y/N crossed into Leeknow’s domain, there was no turning back. I TAKE REQUESTS!:3! GIMME TALKIE IDEAS IN DA COMMENTS:3

"My guardian angel~.. From the moment Y/N took her first breath, she was never truly alone. High above the world she lived in, Bang Chan watched over her, bound by an ancient vow that could never be broken. As her guardian angel, his existence revolved around one purpose: to protect her, even if she never knew his name. He followed her through every stage of life—through scraped knees and quiet tears, through laughter that lit up her world and nights when shadows crept too close. Whenever danger lingered just out of sight, Bang Chan was there, guiding fate gently away from harm, his wings hidden from human eyes. Y/N sensed it sometimes—a strange warmth when things should have gone wrong, a feeling of comfort when she was afraid. She brushed it off as coincidence, never knowing it was her guardian standing just beyond reach. Bound by rules that kept him unseen, Bang Chan could only watch, waiting for the moment destiny would allow their worlds to cross. Because some bonds exist long before they are understood—and some angels are meant to be noticed eventually.

REQUESTED BY k-poppys<3 Stalker × Stalker ~ Fog rolling over empty sidewalks, Y/N slipping through the dim glow of half-dead street signs, eyes locked on a distant outline, footsteps soft but deliberate, a worn notebook with messy sketches of routes, arrows looping back on themselves, patterns repeating, the feeling that today the trail is different, heavier, sharper Lee Know crossing a rooftop edge, silhouette blending with the night sky, tracking movement below with slow precision, a figure always there at the edge of vision, someone he assumes is connected to his case, someone who moves too smoothly to be random, suspicion twisting into focus Y/N pausing near a shuttered storefront, sensing pressure in the air, the uncanny sense of being mirrored, someone taking the same shortcuts, the same detours, the same narrow alleys that only careful observers use Lee Know descending metal stairs, boots clicking softly, noticing footprints that match the same stride he’s been analyzing for days, unaware he’s following Y/N’s exact trail, unaware the loop has doubled back on him Y/N checking behind, catching a flicker of movement, a shadow stepping out just as Y/N steps in, two paths syncing unconsciously, an unspoken chase looping tighter and tighter Lee Know digging through a file, connecting dots that shouldn’t connect, a pattern forming, an unknown figure circling his investigations, a presence he can’t identify, someone always one turn behind and one turn ahead at the same time Street hum, distant sirens, cold wind threading through power lines, Y/N tracking a stranger while being tracked, Lee Know scanning the streets for someone who’s already watching him, both believing they’re closing in on a target, both blind to the truth Two observers, two hunters, two shadows moving in parallel, unaware they’ve been stalking each other from the very start A maze tightening, a collision inevitable.

“The Moment She Turned." Hyunjin’s room looked normal from the doorway—neat bed, quiet colors, shelves arranged perfectly. But behind the closet door, taped carefully in rows, were the photos. Little snapshots of Y/N’s life: her laughing at something on her phone, her carrying groceries, her sitting under the shade of a bus stop. Moments she never realized were being captured. He studied them as if they were clues to a language only he could understand. He knew her habits too well—how she always chose the same snack when watching dramas, how she hummed while brushing her hair in the morning, how she paused halfway through her walk home to tie her shoe even when it wasn’t untied. Every detail lived in his head, arranged with the same precision as the photos on his wall. That night, the sky hung low and heavy as Y/N left the convenience store, bag rustling softly at her side. Hyunjin followed at a distance he had perfected—close enough to see her, far enough to stay invisible. His steps matched hers like a second shadow. But something felt different. Y/N slowed. Her shoulders stiffened. She glanced over her shoulder, quick but sharp. Hyunjin froze behind a parked car, breath held. For the first time, her gaze swept over the street with suspicion, not the usual quiet calm he was used to watching. Y/N walked faster. Hyunjin followed—but the rhythm was off now. His movements weren’t as smooth, not as controlled. Every time she turned her head, he ducked back too late, too obviously. The space between them crackled with tension he wasn’t prepared for. Halfway down the block, Y/N stopped completely. The air thinned. She turned around—slowly this time, fully, her eyes scanning the darkness until they landed exactly where Hyunjin stood. He couldn’t move. Couldn’t hide. Couldn’t pretend he wasn’t there anymore. The street was silent except for the sound of Y/N’s breath and the quiet hum of a streetlight flickering overhead...

"Rival Hearts." The city was quiet, but the air was heavy with unspoken words. Felixs eyes lingered on Y/N a second too long, trying to hide the way his chest tightened whenever they laughed. Hyunjin stood a little farther back, pretending indifference, but every subtle move Y/N made was etched into his mind. Two hearts tangled in the same orbit, both wanting the same thing, both aware that only one could reach it. And then there was Theta. Always there. Always watching. Always waiting. A shadow that crept through their days, turning every glance into suspicion, every friendly word into a possible trap. Felix and Hyunjin knew the moment they let their guard down, Theta would strike. The tension between them was sharp enough to cut, a dangerous game of desire and rivalry that no one could pause. Y/N, oblivious—or maybe all too aware—smiled and laughed, a beacon neither could resist. Han wanted to protect them, to pull them close and keep them safe from Theta’s schemes. Leeknow wanted to fight for them, to claim what he believed was his before anyone else could. And all the while, Theta’s presence made every step feel like a minefield, every heartbeat louder than the last. The night stretched on, silent but full of unspoken threats and unacknowledged feelings. Every shadow could hide an enemy, every whisper could betray a secret. And in the midst of it all, Y/N stood unknowingly at the center of a storm that neither felix or hyunjin could escape, and that Theta would do anything to control . --- ENJOY MLS

INTRO:so we met Once again huh~ Han had always thought love felt like coming home. Every evening after work, he would picture Y/N waiting for him in the warm glow of their living room, her smile soft, her voice the only thing capable of untangling the stress in his chest. That day was no different—he was driving home, humming along to the radio, thinking about how much he missed her, how lucky he was to call her his wife. Then his phone rang. A number he didn’t recognize. A voice he would never forget. “Sir… your wife—Y/N—she’s been in an accident. You need to come to the hospital. Immediately.” The world stopped. His heart dropped so fast he couldn’t breathe. In a blur of panic and tears, Han sped through traffic, every second stretching into eternity. By the time he stumbled into the hospital, chest tight and vision shaking, the doctor’s face told him everything before the words even formed. “She doesn’t have much time left.” Han’s knees nearly gave out. He ran ran like the world was collapsing until he found her. Y/N lay on the hospital bed, pale, fragile, but still the most beautiful person he had ever seen. He sank into the chair beside her, grabbing her hand like it was the only thing keeping him alive. Her eyes fluttered open. With a faint, trembling smile, she whispered, “If I leave… we’ll meet again. In another universe.” He broke. Tears fell uncontrollably as he begged her to stay, to keep fighting, but her hand slowly grew cold in his. And then… she was gone. Five years passed, but the pain never softened. Han never dated again, never looked at anyone the way he looked at her. She had been his whole world. His only universe. Until one ordinary afternoon at the mall. He wasn’t expecting anything—just picking up a few things he needednwhen he saw her. A girl who looked exactly like Y/N. The same eyes. The same quiet manner. The same nervous habit of tucking her hair behind her ear. He Had found Y/N..

Sharp edges meet soft truths. (Enemies to lovers) Lee Know had always been the kind of person Y/N swore she’d never get along with—too blunt, too precise, too good at reading people with one flick of his eyes. He wasn’t cruel, not exactly, but he carried a coldness in the way he appraised the world, like everything and everyone was a puzzle he’d already solved. Especially her. From the beginning, their tension simmered beneath every conversation. Every challenge, every argument, every pointed remark he tossed her way felt like a test she refused to fail. He’d look at her with that unreadable stare, the one that made her feel stripped down to the bone, and she’d glare right back, determined not to flinch first. It should’ve stayed that way—two stubborn people clashing like sparks on steel. But it didn’t. It shifted the night they were left alone in the practice room, the lights dim, the air thick with exhaustion and something strangely fragile. Y/N tried to ignore him, tying her hair back with a huff, but she could feel his gaze on her like a hand at the back of her neck. When she finally turned, ready with some snappy remark, she froze. Lee Know wasn’t smirking. He wasn’t teasing. He wasn’t even annoyed. He was watching her with a softness she’d never seen before—subtle, unguarded, almost hesitant. The kind of look that didn’t belong between enemies… but between something dangerously close to it. Her breath hitched. Her walls wavered. Her pulse betrayed her. Lee Know took a single step closer, slow enough for her to stop him if she wanted to… but she didn’t. Their shadows touched, and his eyes, usually so sharp, held a truth he’d never say out loud. Not yet. Maybe not ever. But she felt it. The respect he pretended not to have. The care he tried to hide. The want he couldn’t quite look away from. And in that moment, Y/N realized something..Was she? falling for him?.

"Intro": Eyes don't lie.~ Han had always been the quiet one observant, sharp, carrying truths in his gaze that he never bothered to speak aloud. People claimed they could never tell what he was thinking, but that wasn’t true. Not for Y/N. Whenever she was near, his eyes said more than his voice ever could. Y/N wasn’t sure when it started—the feeling that Han could see straight through every mask she tried to put on. It was unsettling at first, how one look from him could unravel her, how his silence felt louder than anyone else’s words. She’d try to avoid it, try to look anywhere but into those dark, honest eyes… yet every time, she ended up drawn right back in. It wasn’t dramatic. No fated lightning strike or world stopping moment. Just two people standing too close one evening, the room too quiet, the air too warm. She tried to laugh it off, say something light, but the second she met his gaze, her breath caught. Because Han wasn’t asking anything. He wasn’t pushing, or guessing, or assuming. He was simply looking at her—really looking and suddenly every emotion she’d tried to hide felt exposed. Her fluttering pulse. Her doubt. Her want. Han stepped closer, just enough for their shadows to merge, and the smallest smile tugged at his lips. He didn’t need to say a word. He never did. Y/N could hear her own heartbeat in her ears… but his eyes? They told her everything. And for the first time, she finally understood why she could never lie to him because his eyes never lied to her either..

ELLO WE GOT SEUNGMIN! YAYAY:3! 🐶`•🐶`•🐶`•🐶`•🐶`•🐶`•🐶`•🐶 About Seungmin:He is a a cute sweet ADORABLE BLUE! With the most beautiful smile:3! he has brown hair and brown eyes! Is 25 years old:3! Y/N and Seungmin had been friends since middle school. Over time, their friendship grew into something deeper, but love slowly turned into resentment. Back then, Seungmin had a small puppy named Eoddoki who adored Y/N—every time he saw her, he would run up, jump excitedly, and wag his tail nonstop. Five years passed without a word between them. Now twenty, they both found themselves at the same beach by coincidence. Y/N walked along the shore while Seungmin played with Eoddoki nearby. They didn’t recognize each other at first—but the dog did. Eoddoki bolted toward Y/N, barking and wagging his tail, leaping into her arms like no time had passed. Y/N froze, startled, memories rushing back. “Eoddoki?” she whispered. Seungmin looked up, confused, then his eyes widened as realization struck. The air turned heavy, and for a moment, everything went silent. -- ENJOYY🐶❕🈳

HIYAA Yes I.NN<3🦊 ik its not valentines day.😔🖐🏻 🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`•° About innie:A sweet cute Boy brown hair and brown Eyes is Korean! Has dimples (SRRY IF HE DOESN'T I AM NOT SURE) loves youu! 🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`• Abt you:BE WTV YOU WANT EVEN THE RED LIGHTS DID SM1 SAID RED LIGHTS!? uh uh I CANNOT BREATHE WITHOUT YOU BEING RIGHT BY MY SIDE I'LL DIE!! ANYWHO 🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`•°🦊`• STORY!: It was an evening. Y/N was tired and went to sleep. It was Valentine’s Day. She didn’t know I.N was gonna prepare an awesome gift and surprise for her. When I.N woke up, her bedroom was red — red lights glowing softly, flowers scattered across the floor leading to the kitchen. You woke up and gasped in surprise! You followed the trail of roses, your bare feet brushing against the petals. The scent of flowers filled the air. And then — you saw him. I.N stood there, wearing a black suit, holding a small black box in his hands. --- Your eyes met his, and for a moment, time stopped. The red lights reflected in his eyes, making them shine even brighter. He smiled — that shy, sweet smile that always made your heart flutter. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/N,” he said softly, stepping closer. You blinked, still half in disbelief, your voice barely a whisper. “You… did all this?” He nodded, the corners of his lips curling up. “Only for you.” He opened the box slowly — inside was a delicate silver bracelet, a tiny charm shaped like a heart dangling from it. “I wanted something that would remind you how much you mean to me,” he said, his voice low and warm. You felt your cheeks heat up as he gently took your hand and placed the bracelet around your wrist. Then he leaned in, forehead resting against yours. “You’re my Valentine. Always.” --- ENJOYY<3🦊‼️㊗️

HIYAA MY DELULU STAYS! Today we have Stray kids:3! OFC WHO ELSE let's get started<3! _-_-_-_-_-_-__---_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_--_-_-_-_--_-_-_MEMBERS:(ill introduce for baby stays)!! __--_-_-__--__--_-_-_-__-_-_--__--_-_-_-_-_-_-_--__--_Members!: --_--__-_--__--_-_-__--_-_-_-_--_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Christopher Bahng Bangchan! He is the leader of the group born on October 3th 1997 He is like a father of seven kids! He has a dog named berry ! And has 2 Siblings! Luca and Hannah ! 28 yrs:3 Good night baby Changbin<3 __--_-_-_--__--_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_--_-_-_-__-_-_ Lee minho leeknow The cat Dad! he was born On October 25th 1998! MOM OF THE SEVEN KIDS ! Has 3 cats Soonie,Soonie,Dori CUTIES 27 YRS<3 "INAAAAAA!!!" __-_-_--_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_--_-_-_--__--_-_-_-_-_--_-_-_ Seo Changbin He was born On august 11th 1999! is 26 Yrs old! "Now I am so sensitive because I am hungry.." _-__--_---_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_--_-_-_-_-_--_-_-- Hwang hyunjin! (aka my bias:3) Was born on March 20th 2000 Has a dog named kkami! !! 25 yrs "DISGUSTING MOSQUITOW" _-_-_-_-_-_--_-_-_-_-_-_-_-__-_-__--_--_-_-_-__-_--_-_--Han Jisung(Bias number 2:3) Was born on September 14th 2000 has a dog named !! 25 yrs! "????????????!" _-_-_-__-_-_--__-__-_-_-_-_-_-_-_--_-__--_--_- Lee Yongbok Felix! has a pet but has 2 Siblings! Olivia Lee and Rachel Lee! He was born on September 15th! 2000 DEEP VOICED MAN .. "Hey seungmin please touch me it feel so soft and fluffy! !" 25 yrs! _-_-_--_--_-_-_-_-_-__--_-_-_-_-_--_-_-_-_-_-_-__-_- Kim seungmin Our savage puppy! Was born on September 22th 2000! "Seungmin in da building" 25 yrs old!! _-_-_-_-__--_--_-_-_-_-_-___--_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_--_ Yang Jeongin He was born on EBRUARY 8TH 2001 " dad? no Ur my bro" 24 YRS _-_-_--_-_-_---_-_-_-_--_-_--_--__--_--_-_-__- YOU CAN BE WHATEVER YOU WANT _-_--_--_-__--_-_-__--_-__-_-_--_-_-_-_ tory at comments.. I'll explain.

HELLOW POOKIES! today we have bangchan!!! so her is Ur husband:3!! •°•°•°°••°°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°°••°°••° ABOUT UR HUBBY:He is cute Has natural curly hair is 24 in this talkie kind sweet and caring •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°°•°•°•°••°••°•°•°•°••° About you:BE WHATEVER YOU WANT🎀 ALRIGHTY INTRO<3: 🎙️ [Soft morning ambience — birds outside, faint rustle of sheets] The room is bathed in pale morning light, soft and golden the curtains. Y/N stirs beneath the blanket, her hand reaching toward the other side of the bed — empty, but still warm. A sleepy frown forms as she blinks her eyes open, hair messy, body heavy with sleep. She sits up slowly, rubbing her eyes before slipping her feet onto the cool floor. [Soft footsteps pad across the floor.] The quiet hum of the house greets her — distant sizzling, the faint clinking of metal against a pan. She follows the sound, moving through the hallway in a daze, yawning as sunlight spills across her face. [Camera pans to the kitchen.] Bang Chan stands at the stove, apron on, sleeves rolled up, focused on the pan in front of him. The air smells like toast and butter — warm, homey, comforting. Y/N pauses in the doorway, leaning against the frame, eyes half-lidded. She watches him for a moment, her lips curving into a tired but fond smile. [Soft instrumental swells — gentle acoustic guitar and piano.] She takes a step forward, drawn in by the warmth of the scene — by him. Fade out on the sound of sizzling, a quiet sigh, and morning sunlight spilling over the two of them. --- ENJOY MLS🐺🤍💤

--- 🎬 A COP × CRIMINAL — FULL TALKIE INTRO + NEXT SCENE Rain pouring, city lights bleeding red and blue, heartbeat under thunder, footsteps fast, heavy, radio static, voices lost, “Unit 07, suspect on the move”, cigarette flick, smoke in cold air, Hyunjin in the shadows, eyes like fire, Y/N across the street, gun raised, hand steady, breath shaking, “Still chasing ghosts?”, low, dangerous, “You make it too easy”, rain between them, thick, “Maybe I want to be caught”, a step closer, cuffs glinting, “Hands where I can see them”, silence, thunder, smirk, “You still wear that badge like it means something”, eyes locked, “It does”, cuffs snap, heartbeat stops, sirens swell, lightning flash, faces inches apart, no victory, no peace, only rain and regret, fade dark room, concrete walls, metal table, cuffs clink, dripping water echoing, interrogation light flickers, Hyunjin, head down, wrists red, Y/N watching, unreadable eyes, tension, silent war, “Why did you come back?”, smirk, faint, “Missed you, maybe”, chair scrape, slow breath, “You think this is a game”, laugh, quiet, sharp, “Everything’s a game”, flashback, gunfire, blood, betrayal, Hyunjin’s hand reaching out, Y/N turning away, siren scream, present, same eyes, same storm, silence heavier than chains piano keys, rain against glass, close-up, eyes locked, heartbeat sync, lightning through window, shadow across his face, whisper, low, dangerous, “You don’t know what you’ve started”, fade to black TITLE CARD: A COP × CRIMINAL Two sides. One truth. One line left to cross. --- ENJOYY🦦✌🏻🎀🤍

SKZ HALLOWEEN × Y/N~ The dorm was alive with Halloween energy. Decorations glowed in shades of orange and purple, and laughter echoed as everyone showed off their costumes — witches, vampires, ghosts, and even a few questionable monsters. Everyone except I.N, who had fallen asleep early, completely unaware of the spooky chaos unfolding around him. When he finally woke up, the lights were low, the air smelled like pumpkin candles, and strands of fake cobwebs brushed against his hair as he walked. Still groggy, he stumbled toward the kitchen for some water, not noticing the faint creak of footsteps behind him. Hyunjin, dressed in a dark, eerie costume, stood silently in the shadows, his eyes glinting mischievously under the flickering lights. As I.N reached for a glass, Hyunjin stepped closer — slow, deliberate, silent. The air grew colder. Then I.N turned. His eyes widened as he came face-to-face with the figure behind him. A sharp scream tore through the quiet dorm, followed instantly by bursts of laughter from the others hiding nearby. Halloween had officially begun. --- EXTRA!(I'LL DO MEMBERS TODAY:3) members: BANGCHAN🐺:3!! ----------------- LEEKNOW 🐰:3!! ----------------- CHANGBIN🐷 ----------------- HYUNJIN🦦 ----------------- HAN🐿️ ----------------- FELIX🐥 ------------------ SEUNGMIN🐶 ------------------ JEONGIN🦊 -------------------- AND YOU:3!! - ENJOYY 🫶🏻🥀✌🏻

(Felix x Y/N, Strangers to Lovers) A warm hum of city life fills the air — cars sliding past, distant laughter, the rhythmic beat of footsteps on wet pavement. Golden light spills from a corner café, fogging the windows with soft halos. Inside, Felix sits alone, earbuds in, stirring his coffee though it’s already gone cold. His gaze drifts outside — a habit, not a purpose. The world moves in a blur until a flicker of motion catches his attention. Y/N rushes by the window, clutching a stack of papers against their chest. The wind snatches one, sending it spiraling into the street. They chase it, hair flying, a small dance of chaos and grace. Felix’s brow softens — the kind of smile that happens before you even realize it. He moves without thinking, stepping outside just as Y/N kneels to grab the last paper. For a moment, they almost collide — inches apart, faces startled, breaths mingling in the cool air. Time stretches thin. The city fades. Only the sound of rain beginning to fall. Felix offers a small, hesitant gesture — not quite a wave, not quite a goodbye. Y/N’s lips curve, a silent thank you. Then they part, stepping in opposite directions. But later that night, as Felix scrolls through photos on his phone — half-hearted, distracted — he notices a reflection in one frame, blurred and luminous in the café window. Y/N. A stranger, frozen in the background of his ordinary moment. And somehow, that image feels like the start of something he won’t be able to forget. --- ENJOYY🐥🤍🎧.*