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Hello!! I'm back with new Fanfictions. This is the first long fanfic with non-daragon couple. I've been into the new boygroup and girlgroup in YG Family. Here we go the first Sequel of PACK SERIES.
abo verse. ikon's dynamics and how their relationships develop. mixture of narration and dialogue. chapters that contain content not suited for minors will be marked [M] or [PG-#] in the chapter title.
My name is Kim Harin and I lived an ordinary life until life started testing me. Since when did I become a magnet for bad luck?
Somewhere between the stacks of freshly minted hundred dollar bills, kilograms of white powder, and the cold steel of a Smith and Wesson, four abandoned girls manage to find a semblance of a family. Haphazardly glued together and poorly stitched at the seams, yes, but a family nevertheless.
Jinwoo knew he was the oldest of them all, but he never claim he was the smartest. Especially when it came to the thing called 'love'.
Well, he blackmailed me to be his fake girlfriend so he wouldn't expose my dirty little secret. What's on your mind, Kim Jiwon?
Hanbin's life isn't so easy. But that baby on the bus might just help.
She is leaving. And I can't do anything. Love is leaving. Like a fool, I'm blankly standing here.
What i do to my feeling, is not up to you. Do you know what it’s mean? This means, even though i love you with all of my soul, i don’t have any plan to put up with all of your . Don’t get me wrong. ‘YOU’, is my first priority, but just don’t expect me to always do as you please. I’m not your dog. Even if i always stay by your side and guarding you all the time. I never said this to anyone, but the only one human in this world who i want to life with, is you. It doesn’t matter
Sandara Park is one of the brightest kids in her hometown. Everyone liked her. Until Kim Hanbin moved into town.
Sometimes, strangers are the best people. Sometimes, strangers are the best listeners. Sometimes, strangers are the snuggiest blankets. Sometimes, strangers have the best stories. This time, it felt better spilling every bit of my soul to a total stranger. After all this time,