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❝ I want my existence to be the most special thing to you ⤷ ENHYPEN [ROMANCE: UNTOLD] POSTERS (INCEPTIO Ver.)

HEESEUNG 'XO (Only If You Say Yes)' MV

SUNGHOON Brought The Heat Back, 2024

𝐈 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 [ʜɪɢʜᴡᴀʏ 1009]

JUNGWON BROUGHT THE HEAT BACK

BROUGHT THE HEAT BACK ENHYPEN

hundred broken hearts (240806)

[JUNGWON + JAKE] 쇼! 음악중심 in JAPAN | MBC240717방송

ni-ki ending fair 🌟 072624

brought the heat back (240806)

JAY XO, 240720

SUNGHOON ✰ ‘PERMISSION TO DANCE’ (220820)

I LOVE HIM SM--

oh he makes me weak 🥹

𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙩.1・ʏᴊᴡ

𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 Y.JW. By 𝙙𝙞𝙢𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩01

-an 𝙀𝙉𝙃𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙉 fanfic

-𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀

Yn believed in logic. Jungwon believed in understanding his emotions. Their friends knew they would get into petty arguments. All in all, they desire a successful university life, away from their past and families.

However, when murders appear in the premises of their own school, and the past comes back to meet them, they find a link and team up with their logic and emotions to find out the culprit and resume their normal lives.

But, no one guaranteed their safety and their feelings for each other.

Pairing: Yang Jungwon × female! reader

Ft. Enha, Le Sserafim, Bangtan, TXT, Newjeans

Smau+ written

⚠️𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: swearing, murder, obsession, mental disorders +health, suicide, family problems, not all members are good

Do not copy/reupload my work without my permission. It is pure coincidence if any events do happen. The people in the story do not resemble that of real life and all actions are fictional and do not represent them. They are purely used for entertainment purposes.

Taglist: OPEN

Masterlist >

━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━

A/n: dunno if Yunjin bought a Starbucks drink, someone tell me if she did and I'll remove her character immediately!! Anyways, profiles are out :)

𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙩. 2～☆ʏᴊᴡ

𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 Y.JW. By 𝙙𝙞𝙢𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩01

-an 𝙀𝙉𝙃𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙉 fanfic

-𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀

Yn believed in logic. Jungwon believed in understanding his emotions. Their friends knew they would get into petty arguments. All in all, they desire a successful university life, away from their past and families.

However, when murders appear in the premises of their own school, and the past comes back to meet them, they find a link and team up with their logic and emotions to find out the culprit and resume their normal lives.

But, no one guaranteed their safety and their feelings for each other.

Pairing: Yang Jungwon × female reader

Ft. Enha, Le Sserafim, Bangtan, TXT, Newjeans

Smau+ written

⚠️𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: swearing, murder, obsession, mental disorders +health, suicide, family problems, not all members are good

Do not proceed if you have a problem/sensitivity to any of those topics. Do not copy/reupload my work without my permission.

Any locations, characters used in this book do NOT have a relevance to real life. It is pure coincidence if any events do happen. The people in the story do not resemble that of real life and all actions are fictional and do not represent them. They are purely used for entertainment purposes.

Taglist: OPEN

< Masterlist >

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A/n: omg, profiles again! I'm in my Minji girl era so like, I want her😭🫶🏽

Edit: HELP, I FORGOT TO ADD PRIV ACCOUNTS??

𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚 ⋆⁺⋆ ☁︎ ʏᴊᴡ

𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 Y.JW. By 𝙙𝙞𝙢𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩01

-an 𝙀𝙉𝙃𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙉 fanfic

-𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀 <3

Yn believed in logic. Jungwon believed in understanding his emotions. Their friends knew they would get into petty arguments. All in all, they desire a successful university life, away from their past and families. However, when murders appear in the premises of their own school, and the past comes back to meet them, they find a link and team up with their logic and emotions to find out the culprit and resume their normal lives. But, no one guaranteed their safety and their feelings for each other.

Pairing: Yang Jungwon × female reader

Ft. Enha, Le Sserafim, Bangtan, TXT, Newjeans

Smau+ written ※。.:*:・'°☆

⚠️𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: swearing, murder, obsession, mental disorders +health, suicide, family problems, not all members are goodDo not proceed if you have a problem/sensitivity to any of those topics. Do not copy/reupload my work without my permission.

Any locations, characters used in this book do NOT have a relevance to real life. They are purely used for entertainment purposes.

ᵀᵃᵍˡⁱˢᵗ: ᵒᵖᵉⁿ

< Masterlist >

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COLLEGE IS GOING TO BE AMAZING

That's what yn religously chanted to herself as she checked one more time in her bedroom for things she possibly needed in her bag.

Phone? She was holding it.

Charger? It was stuffed in the right pocket of her bag, concealed under the metal zipper.

Pencil case? She shook her bag hard until she heard the familiar keyring attached to the zipper, tingle in her ears. She definitely had it- but did she pack 2 pens? Did she even pack a pencil?

"Yn, are you going to stand there like a statue all day?" Her roommate asked from the hallway.

"Shut up, Yunjin, I'm just making sure I'm not forgetting anything!" Yn yells back as she walked to the full-length mirror, checking if her outfit was enough to stand out, but also to blend in. She figured the black cargo pants with the black cardigan was enough to match with her white top.

Tobe honest, it was a little more basic than she wanted it to be.

And the hair? It was a simple ponytail with her bangs covering just the right amount of forehead. If anything, yn despised the idea of her exposed forehead. The idea of bangs hid that insecurity under its wing.

"Yunjin, you sure you're not gonna come with me?"

The girl loudly scoffed from where she was, appearing leisurely at their bedroom door with her white pyjamas and bunny slippers. Yn cringed at her lack of effort for the first day of college.

Though, she realised quickly when she met Yunjin, that they were quite different; she and yn travelled at different wavelengths of light, but together, they made one beautiful colour.

"Uhm, you must be crazy if you think I'm going to go early. I could fit in another episode of that Inferno show."

"You and your shitty Netflix shows," Yn grumbled, poking her tongue out at her friend before she returned one to her. Though, as they passed by each other, they sent a small smile and yn patted her shoulder.

"I'll save you a seat. Just don't be late."

"You can count on it!"

. . .

She knew Yoreun University could be fancy, but seeing the shiny walls, tall windows, and drastic paintings made her eyes run to every corner.

Her reflection stared right back at her when she walked up to one of the glass windows; it was as if they installed new glass just before the new students came.

Roaming around her were bold students, all bustling with productivity to get to their first classes. She guessed they were older, and had climbed their way to being the seniors of the school. Yn would love to see if she had that motivation to climb to that stage.

Gripping on a single strap of her backpack, she quickly made her way to the hall for registration, and to find her own personal tutor.

Upon entering the hall, it was scarce with people, their figures stuck to nearby chairs and tables. As she stepped down, she took a breath, feeling some relief breathe into her blood.

The whole university routine was going quite smoothly. She hadn't landed herself in some kind of pit of embarrassment- which she was grateful for.

The seniors at the front caught her attention as they waved at her. A boy and a girl. Yn gave a small wave back and made her way to the table.

She took the time for her gaze to wander around the room to find a boy staring at her. He was stunning to say the least. Black hair with a the most prettiest, enchanting eyes.

Apprehension struck her chest, not knowing why she had stared down a boy on the first day. Though, she looked away, approaching the seniors as they welcomed her with cheery voices.

They gave her the timetable and login for the online website and there, she could find more lessons and events planned for the school year.

When she was done talking to the lovely seniors, the boy was gone like the wind. Yn shrugged, blaming herself when she kind of wanted to look at his appearance again.

Gosh, those pretty eyes, she thought.

In a second, she slapped her cheek lightly, scolding herself for lingering on a boy on the first day- heck, the first hour. She looked at her timetable.

"English Literature on the first day?" she muttered to herself. Ever since high school, Yunjin and her, adored literature; the flow of the words and the strokes of the idyllic sentences left both of them in awe, and wanting to get more of the deeper side of it.

Yunjin already spoke English so, choosing the subject was an obvious path she knew. But yn did not know that much English until she met her American friend. That's when she started her journey of becoming one of the best English speakers in her class along with Yunjin.

The classes felt like sticking her feet in quicksand and struggling to get them out to walk to your destination. Over time, she learned a lot of strategies to avoid the same mistakes- then, she was in the top 10.

And being able to take the class together in university was like a dream- a very splendid dream.

The English Literature classroom was already filled with a little amount of people scattered over the rows of navy seats and beige desks. The lecture hall stretched for ages.

It was incredible.

Overall, it was quiet and cosy so, she walked up the stairs, towards the back and let her hand randomly touch a seat.

Tilting her head, she found the seat suitable and sat down, putting her black bag on the next seat to save it for Yunjin. That is, if she came on time.

"Where the fvck is this girl?" she whispered to herself, swiping her fingers lightly through her bangs. She stared at the time on her phone.

9.30 am.

Class started at 10 am. To ease her boredom, she started to figure out the website and app for school, putting in her password and username until she finally completed everything. Yn hunched over her desk, grabbing one of her loose hairs and twirling it around her finger.

9.50 am.

There was still more time?

Yn internally groaned, sliding off the desk until she rested against the seat. The classroom had filled with more people- some foreign- as it become slightly louder as well.

"Might as well waste some time."

Yn stood, zipping her backpack and leaving it firmly on her place. She had to trust enough that no one would steal her bag and her very much designated spot.

Yn decided to go to the bathroom before the lecture trapped her in class.

Now that she walked down the halls, more people gathered- though she couldn't tell if they were new students or old ones. She shrugged and continued on.

Yn wasted her time in the shockingly beautiful bathrooms until she did her business. She made a mental note to come back with Yunjin for photos.

Lighting- immaculate.

Yn hurried herself out of the bathroom, taking out her phone to check the time. She almost gasped when it was 9.56, immediately going onto twitter and attempted to find out whether Yunjin actually made it to the saved seats.

She looked stupid standing at the bottom of the rows, staring attentively at the two boys that invaded her seat. She spotted her bag shoved to another seat next to them, the thought causing anxiety to creep into her system. It would have been okay if there was another seat next to her- but that was the thing.

The one seat they shoved her bag to, did not have a spare seat- in fact, another boy occupied it. His locks were strawberry blonde, ribbons of pink coloured into his strands, his skin clear of any acne, his eyes resembling an elegant fox, and his lips were covered with the utmost shine.

Bewildered, yn shook her head, not believing that she stared at someone's lips for that long.

Heading her attention to the invader boys, she tilted her head, scanning over one boy with straight, black locks, brown eyes resembling that of a cautious cat.

And then, it struck her.

That was the boy she saw when she was getting her login- the one with the pretty eyes. Although, she shivered at the coincidence: what was the chances that their roads intertwined in the same classroom.

The boy next to him looked a little nicer: he had shorter, black hair (maybe with an undercut) and had the sharpest jawline she had ever witnessed.

Her phone buzzed in her hands, but she paid no heed to it as she started to stride up the steps, getting closer to the pair that were peacefully conversing. If anything, her bag was in that seat first- a totally valid and logical response.

A small frown disgraced her face when she stood in front of the undercut dude, crossing her arms.

"Excuse me?" Yn spoke up. Both of them glanced, becoming silent.

"My bag was on that seat. I was saving it for someone as well."

They simply looked at each other when the cat boy sat up, a stern face gazing back at her.

"Okay. And?"

Yn's eyes widened in disbelief, uncrossing her arms. "And? Why did you move my bag? I was obviously going to sit there."

The cat boy rolled his eyes. "How was I supposed to know that? Does this seat have your name on it?"

The undercut boy widened his eyes as he leaned back, clearly giving space for the verbal battle to happen.

"It doesn't have my name on it, but it had my bag on it. Can't you just give it up, class is about to start in a few minutes."

"Exactly, it's a competition here. Even if it's for simple things, such as seats. So, just sit and get ready for class," the cat boy retorted, bringing out his laptop and opening it. Yn clenched her fists, frustration pinching her nerves.

"Okay, what the fvck, is he always this stubborn?" Yn directed her question to the undercut boy, whom was clearly enjoying the quarrel. He glanced and shrugged before giving a soft smile.

"Yeah, a little bit. Everything is a competition to him, so he might be a little stuck-up."

"Watch it, Jongseong," the cat boy muttered gloomily. Jongseong turned to him.

"Jeonseong hyung, you mean."

He faced back to her before offering a handshake. She stared and let her hands slip into his, shooking it. "I'm Park Jeonseong, but people call me Jay."

Yn smiled a little for the first time upon meeting them. "Nice to meet you. I'm Choi Yn. Who's your grumpy friend over there?"

The cat boy sent an abject glare before turning back to his computer, but Jay leaned back carelessly.

"His name is Yang Jungwon. My best friend for the last few years." he explained, patting his back. Jungwon didn't give a glance, focusing on his lit screen.

She ignored him and smiled back at Jay, before looking around the room to new students filling every row.

Every seat was occupied and the classroom was now flooded with people. There was no way to hunt down empty double seats, which made her more entangled in anxiety.

Looking back at Jay, she leaned down a little to maximise the volume of her voice.

"Are you really not moving?" she asked, despondent.

Jay clicked his tongue, resting both his hands behind his head as he gave a timid stare to Yn. She guessed he had gotten too comfortable to negotiate.

Unless the professor let her switch seats, there was no way to sit next to Yunjin. Anything to be away from the miserable cat sat next to Jay.

Before she could move over to her apparent place, a shake on her shoulders sent her out of her thoughts. Yanking her head around, she saw Yunjin with a raised eyebrow.

Her blonde hair was in a ponytail, a few strands left out in the front with an adorable clip on her strands as she dressed in a simple pink top and white skirt. She stood with hands on her hips, expectant of an answer.

"You can't sit next to me..." Yn said, presenting a guilty grin. Yunjin looked over her shoulder and then glanced back, confused.

"And you asked them?"

"What do you think I'm doing standing here?"

"Making friends?"

Yn screwed her face up in disgust at her uncanny answer.

"I mean, there is a free seat behind me? I can talk to the professor if we can get new seats." Yn suggested, trying to fuel hope into both of them. Yunjin was about to speak before a voice called out over the speakers, halting everyone in their actions.

A man stood on the stage, next to a desk as he beckoned everyone; a middle-aged man gazed over the audience, holding his blazer together. Yn gestured for Yunjin to take her seat before sending a sorry glance and sitting down herself.

Jungwon shifted over to the opposite side when yn sat down, bringing out her own laptop and setting herself up. They didn't say anything whilst the professor started introducing himself.

Whilst staring ahead, a soft nudge from her other side forced her to meet eyes with the other boy she had stared at. A smile graced his rosy lips as he held out his hand from underneath the table, fox eyes creasing in crescents.

"Hi, my name is Kim Sunoo. Nice to meet you, classmate."

Yn connected their hands as she gave a firm shake. "My name is Choi Yn. Nice to meet you as well."

He smiled before leaning in a little to keep their voices in a hush.

"What made you want to pick English Literature?" Sunoo asked, a friendly sparkle in his gaze. Yn shrugged, returning a courteous smile.

"I want to advance in the language more. Besides, I love reading books and interpreting them. I take psychology as well," Yn explained, bringing her laptop closer to her. Sunoo whipped his head around, jaw dropping from the information.

"Psychology? That's tough. Though, I can't say anything. I take Journalism." He chuckled a little. Yn was the one to widen her eyes. Journalism was definitely challenging with the amount of obstacles faced in the education and the career itself. She respected him for his path.

Besides, his sunflower personality highlighted his optimism.

"What about you? Do you need literature for journalism?"

"I want to go abroad at some point. I could have taken the language program, but I know that I don't want to be limited on current events. I want to go on to write about books and poems. I always loved those."

Yn could tell the passion for journalism growing in him, as if it was a delicate seed yet to hatch. She smiled and nodded.

"I feel like I made my life harder by taking psychology and literature together." Yn said, making Sunoo chuckle a little.

The conversation ended there as they both sat and listened to the lecturer.

The classes, Yn thought, was much smoothe than expected; however, the professor did not let her switch seats, wanting Yn to make "new friends".

And of course, she conversed a lot more to Jay than to Jungwon. But, the more they hung out together, the more Jay grew comfortable, making Jungwon have no choice but to get to know each other.

Yn and Yunjin found that Jay was also American and a previous university dropout. He had previously taken the path of forensic science, but after getting traumatised by the... gruesome side of it, he dropped it and took a gap year.

God knows why he came back to take English Literature.

And for Jungwon, he wore a grumpy, little frown and she could see his invisible cat ears terribly flap down upon his head.

Eventually, he spoke into conversations, voicing opinions and practicing his English- which Yn found that he was a speedy learner. Though, she had yet to see him smile around her.

All Yn could tell about him is that he locked a lot of emotions in him, and he was determined to keep it that way. He was also keen on proving his intelligence on her, wanting to beat her in any way.

She ignored it- tried to ignore it.

Though, Yn did feel a little bad for imprinting her first impression on him like that. The logical thing to do was to fix that dent that she had made in their first meeting.

However, the first time she saw him smile, it was peculiar.

Assignments were being given back along with feedback at the end of a long lecture. As soon as the lecturer announced the feedback, anticipation bubbling in her head.

Everyone had been staring at the professor for a few minutes as he walked around, passing them along the rows, apprehension fogging the atmosphere.

Her whole row practically drowned in silent when the papers were passed down. She gripped Jay and Jungwon's paper down, not bothering to look as she stared at her own paper.

She saw no score just yet, but she hoped it was enough to fuel her confidence in the subject.

Jungwon flipping over his paper knocked her out of her thoughts as she spotted his handwriting. It was a little bit messy in some places, smudged as if he was rushing his words towards the end.

Shaking her head, she took a deep breath before flipping her paper to the end, eyes fixed on the crimson writing stating her percentage.

The breath that she held in her chest finally released, her shoulders slumping as a small smile tugged at her lips.

"Yn, what did you get?" Yunjin asked from behind her. Swiftly turning to her, she couldn't help but smile, displaying the paper to her.

"79%!" she squealed. She knew it wasn't enough to get a grade A, but for the first assignment in the first few weeks, it was enough for her heart to swell.

Yunjin covered her mouth, smiling and squealing at an appropriate volume and gleed at her. "That's my girl!"

"What about you?"

Yunjin showed her paper, a 70% score written on. Yn gestured for a high-five, and once she gave it, she sat back down and turned to Jungwon.

His fingers gripped on the paper, scanning over the red writing that weighed whether he was worthy of even taking the class. She leaned over his shoulder a little, noticing how frozen he was whilst scanning his paper.

She raised her eyebrows, smiling a little at Jungwon, wanting to harmlessly poke at his ego a little.

"I guess I beat you by 17%, hm? Is your ego hurt?" she teased, leaning her chin onto her palm.

Jungwon gave a little glance at her paper, and then back to his. And somehow, he managed to frown deeper- but not from anger.

It was just sorrow.

Jungwon pulled his bag up, shoving his paper into his bag as he stood up and walked off, without Jay.

Yn watched him, guilt settling in as he strolled down the stairs.

Jay tilted his head and glanced over to Yn, whom stared at the brown desk.

Maybe that was shitty of her? But, he had always shown competitiveness when trying to shut her down with his "intelligent" talk. She just wanted a serve a taste of his own medicine.

Without waiting for Yunjin, she got up and shoved her contents into her backpack and raced after him.

She bumped into a few people on the way out, but she could spot his black hair bouncing as he walked and the grey hoodie caught her eyes immediately.

She didn't want to run so, she settled for following him until he hit the café area.

Jungwon slumped down on one of the sofas, gripping his phone from his pocket and starting to stare at it. At one point, his screen was lit up, showing a random app- and the next, he was staring at the dark screen, the reflection of himself making him sigh.

His body was drowing with a heaviness, as if he was sinking into the depths of the sea. The pressure of school was already tugging at his feet and it was only the first few weeks.

If this was his ability now, then how could he improve? He leaned back, wanting nothing more than to close his eyes and miraculously land in his bed. At least he could dream that he got a good grade.

A thud in front of him made him startled as he opened his eyes to see Yn sitting on the table with a chocolate muffin in her hand. She was holding it out in front of him, expecting him to take it.

Jungwon gazed at the muffin and, for a moment, she thought he would slap the treat out of her hand and cuss her out. But, he actually tilted his head, eyebrows not so buried into his head.

Yn watched him as he took the muffin, and looked up at her with a gentle stare. He almost looked grateful.

"It was a joke, Jungwon. I didn't want to offend you," Yn started, hands interlocking as she fidgeted.

"Plus, it's not the end of the world. It's our first assignment."

Jungwon scoffed, a smile tugging at his lips. "In that case, I'll beat your ass next time."

Astonished, Yn just smiled and rolled her eyes. "17% is a lot to make up for. You sure you can?"

He picked apart the wrapper on the muffin slowly, carefully.

"I thought you knew I'm a fast learner. 17% is nothing." he shrugged.

"Then, can I ask you a question?"

"Better be good."

"Why were you so mad, then. Are first grades that important for you?"

Jungwon froze a little, an agitated gaze shaking in his eyes. He continued taking off the wrapper, eating a little chunk.

"I'm just competitive, that's all. I thought Jay hyung would have told you that."

"Well maybe Jay wants you to speak for yourself." Yn retorted.

Jungwon munched on his muffin, looking up briefly from his muffin. "Sorry, I guess. I could have introduced myself better?"

Yn pursed her lips. It's not like she gave the most welcoming impression ever.

"Well, I could have made a better impression as well. I was mad about the seats."

Jungwon smiled a little again, reminded of the bold requests at the beginning of the year.

"You're pretty serious about having seats to yourself."

"That's an actual problem. If i wasn't sat next to you and Jay, I wouldn't really grow comfortable to anyone else. Oh- and Sunoo as well." Yn gleamed.

Jungwon nodded, considering how lucky he was to actually sit next to his friend. Now that he looked back at it, he was really pricked with pettiness that day. He didn't have the answer as to why he couldn't give up those seats, but he knew it was ridiculous.

"Sorry for calling you grumpy," she said, going for a handshake, eyes sparkling with genuine kindness. As Jungwon gazed up at her, he saw the genial twinkle, one that didn't trigger his anxiety.

Slipping his hands into hers, he shook it. "Sorry for being grumpy."

"Let's start again. I'm Yn," she said, smiling a bit more.

He couldn't help but sigh and nodded, facing her with a small gem of kindness.

"I'm Jungwon."

That was how Yn saw him smile for the first time, and she knew it was going to be a good year. It had to be a good year.

She didn't want anything less.

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A/n: okay, so here's the prologue- ack I'm saur excited braur...😭🫶🏽