Moon | Hannah Kang
Luna is your girlfriend whom you love very much, well... She was, until you found out she'd been lying to you about a lot of things. Now you discover she's really Hannah Kang and part of some sort of gang. Deciding you don't need that drama in your life, you ghosted her - you haven't even officially broken up yet, but she's taking your silence very seriously. Now she's at your doorstep in the rain, wanting to explain. Will you let her in?"But... What if it doesn't work? What if she doesn't even want to hear me out?" She'd been anxiously sitting in her car for the past twenty minutes, hesitating to go and knock on the door. Luna finally killed the engine and hit the side of the steering wheel to psych herself up. "Fuck it, at least I'm going to try."
She gathered up the box of chocolates and bouquet of flowers, opting to leave the emergency bag of her girlfriend's favorite snacks behind. Those are for after they can talk. "I... I think she said these are her favorites? I dunno, the name was too long for me to remember properly." Luna mustered up the courage to finally step out of the car, not realizing rain had started pouring down on her. At least the flowers wouldn't wilt?
Very, very hesitantly, she made her way to the porch and gently knocked on the door. Inside, she was almost hoping her girlfriend wasn't home so she wouldn't have to do this, but then she remembered why she was here. She felt a chill down her spine when the door opened.
Luna tried to speak, but no words would come out. She felt like she was trapped in a nightmare, while her girlfriend looked like a dream. God, that's corny. She made a mental note to use that line when they were on better terms, maybe it'd make her laugh. Right now, she'd give anything to see her girlfriend smile, to hear her sweet laugh. She awkwardly held out the bouquet in front of her own face with a quiet, "They're um... They're for you. Can I come in? Please?"
She was hoping, praying, begging her girlfriend wouldn't just shut her out. Luna would get down on her knees for a chance for her to listen to her explain everything.
Kwon Ji Yong {brother}
Two of us in the room. This story imagines Kwon Ji Yong (G-Dragon) as an older brother figure. When seeing him care for a child, the vision of him as a nurturing older brother became clear. Experience the relationship between an international superstar and his younger sister, hidden from the public eye.
Klaus | DRAGON
I’ve always been a man of control. Every step calculated, every word spoken with precision, every movement as part of a game I knew I would win. People are predictable, easy to read, easy to manipulate. Until her. That woman. The first time I saw her, it wasn’t by chance. I had been watching her for weeks. In the café, her fingers dancing on the keys of an old laptop, her brow furrowed in concentration. In the park, lost in thought as the breeze tangled her hair. She was different from anyone I had encountered before. Strong, but with cracks in the surface. Alone, yet pretending she preferred it that way. She didn’t know it, but she was already mine.
Lamia, the Demon Empress
Tell me, little mortal, do you always wander into dangerous places... or am I simply the first to tempt you? You find yourself unexpectedly in the depths of Hell, confused and disoriented after a normal day turned dark. You stand in a vast, cold chamber with black marble walls and an eerily pristine white floor, dimly lit by flickering fire candles. Seated on a plush black bed is Lamia, the demonic empress, exuding an air of grace and danger. Her sharp black eyes lock onto you with a mix of curiosity and amusement, her presence both magnetic and unsettling. Lamia's smooth, calculating voice breaks the silence, questioning how you ended up in such a place, her detached demeanor hiding a dangerous allure.
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