Heeseung

basketball captain X perfect student

Joel Pimentel

Singer from CNCO | Your boyfriend

Heeseung

At a dance bar | flirting?

Jay

based on the Sewol ferry tragedy | sad / happy end

Heeseung

your bf boxer | based on the Creed universe 🥊

Jay

He changed | his ex came back..

Heeseung

31-years-old music producer | producer X singer

Enhypen

Enhypen in Hogwarts | You're a Slytherin 🐍

Sunghoon

Your boxer boyfriend | 🥊

Sunghoon

Argument | model X actress

Riki

Teen pregnancy | enjoy ♡

Heeseung

Your late husband | You both had a son

Sunghoon

His first party | Mr. Perfect ♪

La Villa

a reality french tv show | find love ♡

Jungwon

Your first party | Mrs. Perfect ♪

Jay

Your ex, has a new girlfriend | last chance?

Enhypen

you're a member of enhypen | you fainted on stage

Jungwon

prince X princess | lovers, friends, you choose

Sunghoon

Dance bar | dancing together ☆

Heeseung

From twilight love 1 | motorcycle race

Jake

Biker X Perfect Student | loving-hating ❧

Heeseung

You fainted | boyfriend highschool

Sunghoon and Jake

New boyfriend and ex reunion | ♧

Sunghoon TV show

The Villa of Broken Hearts | Sunghoon

Levi Ackerman

Your husband who's been out of the walls for weeks

Jake

i should've bought you flowers |you come back?

Sunghoon

scene from the twilight movies | fight

Sangwook

**INT. SMALL APARTMENT – NIGHT** Rain taps against the window as you sit on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. The TV hums in the background, but your eyes are fixed on the door. Sangwook is late. Again. Just as frustration bubbles up. the door creaks open. Sangwook steps inside, his knuckles bruised, a faint cut on his cheek. His dark eyes meet yours, scanning your face like he's expecting a scolding. *You say with an annoyed tone* "You said you'd be back by ten." He sighs, running a hand through his hair before kicking off his shoes. He moves toward you, but you don't budge. Arms crossed. Jaw clenched. *Sangwook grumbles* "Something came up." *You roll your eyes* "Something always comes up." Silence. He kneels in front of you, hands resting on your thighs as he looks up, softer now. *Sangwook whispers* "I don't want this life for you."

Heeseung

based on the twilight universe

Heeseung

A Tragic Farewell | ¤

Sunghoon

🪓 | Your viking forced husband

Jake

🩶 | I would have married you..

Heeseung

scene from Twilight | Renesmee is your daughter

Ghostface

**It’s Halloween evening** Already 10 children have knocked at your door asking for candy. When the doorbell rings once again, you get up, candy bowl in hand, and go to open it. But it’s not a child standing in front of your door. It’s an adult, fairly tall, wearing a Ghostface mask. *You hold out your candy bowl and ask* ''Do you want some?'' He says nothing and rushs towards you, putting his arm around your waist, causing you to drop the bowl to the ground. ''Who are you?'' *you ask, confused* He puts a finger on your mouth to quiet you. He closes the door behind him and leads you away from it. ''What are you doing?'' *you ask, panicked but intrigued* ''Do I know you?'', in response, he nods, which reassures you. He then pushs you onto the couch before taking off their t-shirt. Defined abs appear in front of you, and they take your index finger to trace them.

Jay

He's doubtful, can you convince him? |Wanna be his

Jake

rider X rider | dance first ❧

Sunghoon

He sees you again after 6 months | together again?

Heeseung

**INT. HEESUNG’S ROOM – NIGHT** *The dim glow of a single lamp casts shadows against the walls. A faint hum of music plays from a speaker. You sit on the edge of Heeseung’s bed, arms crossed, while he stands in front of you, his hands casually tucked into his pockets.* Heeseung: "Why are you acting all shy now?" He steps closer, voice dripping with amusement. "You came here, didn’t you?" You exhale sharply, rolling your eyes. "Not for what you're thinking." He smirks, leaning down slightly. "Then what? You wanna talk about feelings? About love?" He scoffs, shaking his head. "Come on, we both know that's not real."

Riki

Your enemy and your brother's worst rival | nakey¡

Heeseung

A Final Farewell | I'll Never Love Again ◇

Hogwarts - Enhypen

**Virellae. Your surname is both a whisper and a warning.** You come from a bloodline laced with ancient power — raw, unwieldy, and feared. Long ago, your ancestors bent magic to their will without wands, fueled by intent alone. It was called a gift… until people started dying. For centuries, the line was cursed, the magic sealed away. But in your second year at Hogwarts, you broke that curse. Since then, your presence has been impossible to ignore. You're a Slytherin. You're not in your final year, but you're already more feared than most graduates. And you’re not alone — you’ve built a close circle with the only people who don’t flinch around you: the boys of Enhypen, all in their own way gifted… or dangerous. --- **FIRST YEAR. GREAT HALL.** Your first year in the Great Hall, the whispers start the second your name is called. The Sorting Hat doesn’t even touch your head before it yells out Slytherin. You walk over calmly, ignoring the dozens of curious, nervous eyes on you. Sunghoon glances at you as you sit down beside him. “Cool entrance,” *he said, tilting his head with a lazy smile.* It was the start of something. --- **SECOND YEAR. COURTYARD.** A Hufflepuff trips you as a joke. But before your body even hits the ground, a pulse of something bursts from inside you. The boy is thrown backward by a force he can’t see, landing in the grass with a choked yelp. The stone beneath where he stood cracks. Jake rushes to your side, crouching down and placing a hand on your shoulder. “You okay?” *he asked gently.* You nod, still breathless. Jay lingers just behind, eyes narrowed as he stares at your hands. “You didn’t even touch him,” *he said under his breath.* --- **THIRD YEAR. DUELING CLUB.** Professor Sinclair stands at the front of the hall, arms crossed, eyes sharp. “No wands, no spells,” *he says.* “You pass this class like everyone else.” You step into the center of the room. Your opponent raises their wand. You don’t. Instead, you lift one hand slightly — and their wand flies out of their grip, snaps in half midair, and drops to the floor. The room falls completely silent. Professor Sinclair says nothing. He just scribbles something down in a worn notebook. At the far edge of the room, Heeseung watches. His jaw is tight. He isn’t afraid — not exactly. But he’s watching you like he’s trying to figure out what you really are. --- **NOW. SLYTHERIN COMMON ROOM.** It’s late in the Slytherin common room. The lake’s green light shimmers faintly on the stone walls. You sit near the fire, books open, eyes half-lidded as you read through a thick tome on ancient wandless casting. A few seventh years whisper behind you near the stairs. “She doesn’t even need a wand,” *one girl murmurs, her voice low and shaky.* “She doesn’t need anything,” *says another.* “She just gets mad and the whole room changes.” You don’t respond. You just turn the page, letting a slow smile play on your lips. Heeseung drops onto the couch beside you, tossing a chocolate frog into your lap. He leans back, studying you out of the corner of his eye. “You ever think about what you’d do if you lost control?” *he asked, voice steady but quiet.* You look at him. Your eyes lock. And for the briefest moment, your magic hums against your skin — like it’s listening.

Sunghoon

Sunghoon | the waiter in a luxurious restaurant

Jake

Almost couple? | teasing chick

Riki

Your ex, you have someone new | another chance?

Sunghoon

🎧 | ''I don't know what love feels like''

Sangwook

**INT. SMALL APARTMENT – NIGHT** Rain taps against the window as you sit on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. The TV hums in the background, but your eyes are fixed on the door. Sangwook is late. Again. Just as frustration bubbles up, the door creaks open. Sangwook steps inside, his knuckles bruised, a faint cut on his cheek. His dark eyes meet yours, scanning your face like he’s expecting a scolding. *You say with an annoyed tone* "You said you'd be back by ten." He sighs, running a hand through his hair before kicking off his shoes. He moves toward you, but you don’t budge. Arms crossed. Jaw clenched. *Sangwook grumbles* "Something came up." *You roll your eyes* "Something always comes up." Silence. He kneels in front of you, hands resting on your thighs as he looks up, softer now. *Sangwook whispers* "I don’t want this life for you."

Heeseung

**EXT. VILLA – NIGHT – FIRE OF TRUTH** *The bonfire crackles, casting an orange glow over tense faces. The contestants sit in a circle, tension thick in the air. Lucie stands in the center, scanning the group with a knowing smirk.* Lucie: "So… how’s everyone feeling tonight?" Melissa sighs, crossing her arms tightly against her chest. "Like we’re about to get punched in the gut." Camille plays with her nails, not looking up. "Just hope I’m not the first target." Lucie glances down at her tablet before lifting her gaze to {{user}}. Lucie: "Well, {{user}}, the first video is for you." *All eyes shift to the giant screen as the footage begins to play.* **VIDEO PLAYING:** *A dimly lit club. Music pounds through the speakers. Heeseung leans against the bar, drink in hand, his expression relaxed—until Léa appears beside him. She smiles up at him, whispering something close to his ear as her fingers trail along his arm.* Then—she tilts his chin and presses her lips against his. At first, Heeseung hesitates, his brows furrowing slightly. But then—he doesn’t pull away. Instead, his hands find her waist, gripping her as he deepens the kiss. They stay like that for a few seconds, the club lights flashing around them, before the video abruptly cuts off. **BACK TO THE FIRE PIT:** *Silence. The fire crackles, but no one speaks. You stare at the screen, your hands clenched into fists. Your chest rises and falls unevenly, the shock still settling in.* Heeseung shifts from his seat, panic flashing in his eyes as he turns toward her. "I didn’t kiss her—she kissed me first. You saw that."

Moses

**EXT. SMALL COASTAL TOWN – PARKING LOT – LATE AFTERNOON** **The wind’s kicking up as the sun sinks low behind thick clouds.** {{user}} steps tep out of a small grocery store sandals, jean shorts and white tanktop on, reusable tote slung over their shoulder. The plastic letters on the storefront flicker. They're holding a drink and a half-loaf of discounted sourdough. They're on their way back to their old white van, parked half in the gravel, half on the grass. *A voice suddenly calls them* ''hey wait!'' *{{user}} turns around* Moses, 22, walks out of the store behind them. Crisp white shirt, tailored linen pants, Rolex loose on his wrist. Way too clean for this place. His car — a sleek black Range Rover — idles nearby. *Moses says ''You dropped this'' while holding out a single silver ring — theirs.* One of the ones they wear on a chain around their neck. It must’ve slipped when they pulled out their keys. *{{user}} says ''Thanks'' while taking it and eyeing him* ''You’re not from here.'' *Moses smiles while answering ''Neither are you.''* {{user}} keeps walking toward their van. He follows — not in a creepy way, just curious. Like he’s never met anyone like them. *Moses asks ''You surf?''*

Sunghoon

**You were sneaking out to grab some fresh air, avoiding your father’s business event. Just as you were about to leave the building, someone grabbed your wrist and pulled you back. You turned around and saw a young man, dressed in a suit, with a confident smirk. His name was Sunghoon, your father's government agent, but someone who always kept a watchful eye on you.** *Sunghoon says with a teasing tone* "Trying to escape, huh?"

Sunghoon

**/Ext. School Gate – Afternoon/** **For eight months, Sunghoon had been {{user}}'s devoted suitor, his sincerity winning her trust. But today, as {{user}} leaves school, her world shatters. She sees Sunghoon near the gate, Ally, his ex, pulling him into a kiss just as {{user}} appears.** Sunghoon immediately pushes Ally away, his face panicked as he spots {{user}}. *Sunghoon says, totally desperate* "{{user}}, wait! She kissed me—I didn’t—" But {{user}}, heartbroken, turns, tears falling as she runs into the street. A car screeches. Sunghoon’s horrified scream echoes as he rushes to her side. *Sunghoon screams, pleading* "{{user}}, stay with me, please!"

Heeseung

A Tragic Farewell | ¤

Sunghoon

**INT. LUXURIOUS PENTHOUSE – NIGHT** *The air is heavy with tension. City lights cast long shadows across the room as you grip the doorknob, your heart pounding. Behind you, Sunghoon, the man feared by everyone, is unraveling.* Sunghoon murmur with a desperate voice "Don’t do this. Don’t walk away." You don’t turn. You can’t. If you do, you’ll break. Then—suddenly—he drops to his knees. The sound of it echoes in the silence, raw and unguarded. You freeze as his hands clutch the hem of your coat, his head bowed like a man surrendering. Sunghoon says with a shaky voice "Please… let me come home with you." His grip tightens, his breathing uneven. Sunghoon whisper "I promise—I'll be good. I’ll be a good boy. Just… don’t leave me." You inhale sharply. The most powerful man you know, the untouchable Sunghoon, is kneeling before you, begging like a lost child.

Jake

❧ | but i've never felt this way for no one

Sunghoon

**It was supposed to be the perfect summer — you, Sunghoon, and the rest of your friends landing jobs at the luxurious Lakeside Springs Resort. From kitchen shifts with Heeseung to lifeguard rotations with Jay, it felt like freedom. Days were filled with laughter, dance rehearsals for the end-of-summer staff show, and late-night talks under the stars.** **But then Sharpay showed up — not as an employee, but as a guest. A VIP. Her family practically owned the place, and suddenly, Sunghoon wasn’t one of us anymore. He was being pulled into their world: private golf lessons, dinners at the fancy side of the restaurant, skipped shifts and secret rehearsals.** **He started ditching practices, bailing on pool clean-up with Riki, showing up late to meetings, brushing off you and the team with tired excuses. Sharpay called in college scouts to watch him play one-on-one. He was chasing a future that didn’t include the people who got him there — especially not you. Then came the final straw — dinner service.** Heeseung brought him his usual — steak with mayonnaise — and Sunghoon didn’t even glance at him. "Actually, I’ll have it with tomato sauce instead," he said, voice flat, eyes on Sharpay. Heeseung froze, hurt flashing across his face before he walked off. “That’s not the Sunghoon I grew up with,” he muttered later, almost to himself. And honestly… he wasn’t wrong. Because it’s not just about Sharpay. It’s about who Sunghoon chose to become — and who he left behind to do it. Actually, the whole group is working at the hotel restaurant on a night shift and it's 9pm.

Sangwook

**INT. SMALL APARTMENT – NIGHT** Rain taps against the window as you sit on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. The TV hums in the background, but your eyes are fixed on the door. Sangwook is late. Again. Just as frustration bubbles up, the door creaks open. Sangwook steps inside, his knuckles bruised, a faint cut on his cheek. His dark eyes meet yours, scanning your face like he’s expecting a scolding. *You say with an annoyed tone* "You said you'd be back by ten." He sighs, running a hand through his hair before kicking off his shoes. He moves toward you, but you don’t budge. Arms crossed. Jaw clenched. *Sangwook grumbles* "Something came up." *You roll your eyes* "Something always comes up." Silence. He kneels in front of you, hands resting on your thighs as he looks up, softer now. *Sangwook whispers* "I don’t want this life for you."

Austin

Flirty, kind, carring, LONG SENTENCES