hyunnie

Thursday. The worst day of the week for me. At least since the last couple of months, when those damn letters started coming to Sandeul. He adored them, and I, of course, hated them with all my might. In fact, it wasn't just letters. Cards, plushies and chocolates too. All this sent by a mysterious and cheeky fanboy, who claimed to be a 23-year-old hyung and signed as DeullieLover. I tried several times to find out who the sender was and make him stop bothering, but the guy was smart. He used the address of the law school he claimed to attend. All this filled Sandeul's eyes, and inflamed me with jealousy. Jealousy.

hyunnie

[CONTINUED https://www.fanfiction.com.br/historia/229555/SK_High_School_-_Fase_2] My name is Lee SunKyu, I'm 17 years old, an only child and a 3rd year student at Seongkak School of Arts and Music. I have studied at this school practically since I was born because my uncle is the principal. Let's just say this isn't very cool. I'm not interested in the arts at all, let alone music. I think, in fact, what I really like is sports, but it's no use since my parents don't listen to me and I don't have anyone to play with. IT IS. My friends don't share the same tastes as me. They are some strange figures from my school that I will introduce next. I'll start with SungMin, a repeat boy who thinks he's handsome like Rain and pesters me all day (for some reason he strongly believes I have a crush on him, which is far from true). But deep down he's cool. Ridiculously fun and likes to buy me presents. There's also Victoria Song, a Chinese fellow who barely speaks Korean. And they still make fun of her, poor thing. It is said that they brought her to Seoul to work in the circus, as the only thing she knows how to do is contort her body. But everything is fine. She doesn't understand even half of what they say so she doesn't get too upset about it. One of my closest colleagues is GongChan. Nerd, shy, skinny and 1st year student. I met him when we bumped into each other once at break and I ended up dropping his notebooks and folders. From inside one of the folders, several sheets fell with some drawings, let's say adults, involving male figures in unconventional acts. To our misfortune, the scene attracted the attention of the entire courtyard and from that day onwards he also began to be tormented by the people of the school. A bunch of pseudo-straights unable to come out of the closet. Fortunately he forgave me for the accident and we became good friends. We have some tastes in common. And finally, Kim Jae Kyung. She's the ugly duckling of our class, in the best of senses. To this day I don't quite understand what she does among losers like us. She is the 3rd year monitor, very beautiful, friendly and talented. When she plays that flute in classical music lessons she makes all the boys and even some girls enchanted. Looks like she had a fight with her former childhood friend WooRi and that's why she asked to move into my class. This girl is a stuck-up 3rd-1 preppy. The high school star. She acts as a protagonist in every play we do and is the leader of the school's main girl group. Rumors say that three big agencies are fighting to hire her. Not to mention that she dates Joon, the most arrogant boy I've ever seen in my life. Beautiful. Is gay. Ah, that one doesn't fool me. Although speaking like that, it sounds like envy. But it is not. I don't have a boyfriend and I don't plan on having one. Boys only serve to burn patience. Boys from my school then, even more so. I'm counting down the days to graduate and get rid of this school once and for all, even though I don't know exactly what I'm going to do with my life away from it. Something could happen, like magic. Something that would take me out of this boredom that seems to have no end. Something. Or someone.

"I won't let him go." He jumped out of bed and grabbed me. — Tiger, I'm going to miss him so much — I freed myself from his arms and left without looking back.

Tyrell

Go Nam Suk and Park Jihyun had something in common; both shared the impossible dream of someday debuting in a YG Entertainment group. The fifteen-year-olds knew they were risking their necks (and their personal lives) when they received the news that they had been accepted into the company, on the same sunny day in 2008. Just two years later, the bombshell; were being tipped to participate in the brand new WHO'S NEXT: FLAWLESS, which would mark YG Family's first unisex group, and which would define the beginning of a new era of kpop. After six years since the WFL, the two best friends and now leaders of the famous Flawless find themselves on a fine line, with a question infecting their minds; how will they manage to maintain their respective privacy surrounded by a news-hungry media?

Cho Mandy

I've been in love with him for a long time, almost a year, but he doesn't notice! Am I that good at hiding?! I don't understand! The only person who knows is CNU, who happened to share a room with me! He must hate me for this, for the sleepless nights and the unparalleled crying and when I go to his bed with nightmares. Really, he is very patient! { JinChan - GongChan X JinYoung }

Magical BananA

“Legends are much more than simple tales; they are stories that grow, expand, fall into people's mouths and immortalize themselves in people's minds.” J-pop, despite not being as famous as K-pop, has its fan base and is not a small market. The Japanese attempt to create a completely different group that had already been seen, that would overcome Asian barriers and conquer the world, however well planned, did not have the expected results and was abandoned in the entertainment world. Surrounded by hatred and constant fear of an unpromising future, the - literally - legendary group set out for a new resource that could destroy or save their careers: Korea. In a completely different world, they have to fight for the trust of their new audience while carrying the disapproval and disgust of their home country on their backs. There is a fine line between genius and madness. How far could this desperate measure take them? “What they needed was not idols, but legends.” [Open Vacancies]