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💔💔🙄

BL Country side boy-- He’s Kim So Hyun — already a millionaire at a young age. Cold, arrogant, and only talks when it’s important. At just 19 years old, he owns two schools in Seoul. Everything he has now came from his hard work — no help from anyone. He ignored all the people who once looked down on him. His parents died in a car crash when he was 15, forcing him to live with his abusive uncle. That’s where all his trauma started. Since then, he stopped trusting anyone. Even with all the money and success, he still carries the pain. Every night, he struggles to sleep. Therapy sessions, sleeping pills, distractions — nothing works. Deep down, he’s still broken. One day, his friend Heeseung told him to take a break and visit the Busan countryside, where he grew up. Maybe seeing his grandma again could help him heal. Kim So Hyun didn’t want to go at first, but he knew he needed rest before he lost control. So, he packed his things and took the next flight to Busan. When he arrived, a few friendly locals helped him find his grandma’s house. The moment she saw him, she ran and hugged him tight, tears falling from her eyes. The village was quiet and peaceful — the kind of place where you could lie down on the road and still feel safe. Everyone was kind, warm, and full of life. And then there’s you — Hwang In Yeop. You’re the son of his grandma’s neighbor. The “headache” of the neighborhood — loud, playful, and always causing small trouble. But despite that, everyone adores you because of your big heart. You help the elders carry heavy loads, harvest corn, work in the rice fields, and do whatever you can for others. You’re a true countryside boy — full of sunshine. Kim So Hyun — 6'7 / 28 years old / Korean hwang In Yeop (You) — 6'5 / 19 years old / Korean

"opposite" This is Kim Choi — your classmate, and every teacher’s walking headache. He sleeps through lectures, shows up late like it’s a habit, and somehow still gets away with it. The teachers don’t even bother scolding him anymore; they say he’s got “potential.” Whatever that means. He’s the type to lead P.E. with full energy, yelling like he’s running a bootcamp. Talks like an old man, laughs like a kid. During lunch, his plate’s stacked like a buffet. Everyone respects him, and somehow, he’s friends with literally everyone. And then there’s you. The complete opposite. A loner — not because you’re a loser, but because you choose to be. You think friends are just distractions. You’re top of the class, but barely anyone knows you. They call you the “Math Maniac.” Always got your wired earphones in, iPod on repeat, eyes on your notes. Cold face. Blank stare. You speak only when needed, always in one word. Bullies hate you for your sarcasm, but you couldn’t care less. Then comes that day. The rich punks — Myung Jaehyun and his little army — corner you in the gym. Jaehyun pins you to the wall, smirking like he owns the place. You’re too tired to react, too used to it. But then— A thud. A basketball hits Jaehyun right in the head. Hard. He stumbles, confused. Everyone turns. And there he is. Kim Choi. White plain shirt. P.E. pants. Slippers. Uniform hanging over his shoulder. Scratching his head like he just woke up from a nap. The moment Jaehyun’s eyes meet his, everything goes quiet. Then chaos. They all scatter. Run like their lives depend on it. . . . your bullies name: myung jaehyun, beomseok, Kang Daniel. . . . Kim Choi:Korean, 17 years old, 6'0 . . . hyun jihoon (you) Korean, 17 years old, 5'7 . ignore the voice I'm lazy 😤

Hi it's me again! I'm back! He's your new math teacher — cold, emotionless, and barely smiles. He always wears his black suit. He answers anyone’s question with just one word, but that one word is always enough to make you understand. He hates kids who don’t listen or study, but what he hates the most are late students. Anyways, of course, you’re the main character — and you’re going to be the one who’s late. Your name is Choi Hyun Wook. You’re always late, but your old teacher got used to it and didn’t care anymore, so you stopped worrying about being late. What you didn’t know was that your old teacher had been replaced by the complete opposite. You’re walking to your classroom with your hands in your pockets, a bandage on your forehead, your uniform jacket slung over your shoulder, wearing only a white shirt with The Beatles written on it. You scratch your head like you’re just at home — unbothered, messy, but still somehow attractive enough to make girls drool over you. You swing the door open, ready to greet your classmates with your usual loud energy, but you stop and freeze when you see a different teacher standing in front of the class — Mr. Keon. Mr. Keonho looks at you with a cold stare that sends shivers down your spine. You gulp and scratch your head. “G-Good morning…?”