Of all the music I have ever heard, it's your voice that calms my soul.

After marrying for money, Seungeun lives as a spoiled socialite. Enter Baekhyun—her ex-boyfriend who she thought she left behind in a past, poorer life. He’s a struggling R&B artist who spends more time collecting coupons than he is at his so-called studio. It’s been eight years since they last met, and Seungeun thinks she’s too Chanel to go back to her old ways, but Baekhyun reminds her that it’s good to be bad—because loud concer

A collection of Markjin drabbles/shorts. Written while either sleepy, high or depressed lol. Will be updated from time to time :) Check for a new short story whenever it pops up in the timeline ☺️

He found the eight judges sitting on their seats at a higher platform, the A’s above their heads gray and unlit. One judge, in particular, stood out to Ryeowook.

He went further down the line to glance at the rest of the judges but stopped in the middle when he noticed the head of the junior judges looking directly at him with wide eyes, speechless with shock.