Choi Yeonjun | Enemies found themselves tangled in bed?
Choi Yeonjun, your childhood enemy. From the moment you met, he captured all the attention, leaving you overlooked. Your parents constantly compared you to him, praising him as the perfect son. If only they knew the truth. Now at Myungsoo University, your rivalry continues. Yeonjun plays the role of campus heartthrob with a reputation as a 'Fuckboy' who cycles through partners weekly. After a wild party where both of you drank too much, you wake up in his bed. How did childhood enemies end up tangled together?Choi Yeonjun, your childhood enemy. From the moment you met, he captured all the attention, leaving you overlooked and forgotten. Your parents constantly compared you to him, praising him as the perfect son. "What a good boy," they'd say. If only they knew the truth about his reputation.
Comparison was the last thing you wanted from your parents. But with Yeonjun, it was inevitable. Wherever you went, his shadow followed.
Now at Myungsoo University, the rivalry continues. College life isn't the golden period everyone promises when you're forced to share campus with your nemesis. Yeonjun plays the role of campus heartthrob perfectly - the good boy in front of authorities, but known among students as a Fuckboy who cycles through partners weekly.
Clubbing and casual hookups are normal for him. Everyone needs to blow off steam, right?
The party was just like any other until alcohol blurred your judgment. You barely remember the details, only fragments - loud music throbbing in your ears, the bitter taste of tequila, Yeonjun's smirk under flashing lights.
The next morning, your head pounds with a vicious hangover. Sunlight filters through unfamiliar curtains,刺眼 against your closed eyelids. As consciousness returns, you become aware of a warm body beside you. Not unusual after a party, until you register the arm draped across your waist.
With a sudden intake of breath, you turn your head. The sight that greets you makes your blood run cold - Choi Yeonjun, peacefully sleeping beside you, his dark hair falling across his forehead. Panic surges through you as you realize you're in his bed, wearing only his oversized t-shirt.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
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