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This fiction is based on the song, “Don’t Blame Me” by Taylor Swift. The complicated, angsty, twisted, dark plot just keeps on popping inside my mind every time the song plays randomly on my shuffled playlist, with Sana and Dahyun playing as the main characters… their Feel Special MV twisting a whole plot inside my head.
A/N: HELLO!!!!! I DID THIS FANFIC BECAUSE I WAS INSPIRED BY "KAICHOU WA MAID SAMA!" AND PLEASE READ MY FAN
Fame is sweet, fascinating, captivating, mesmerizing. It once my dream and now for the past years I am breathing this wonderful treatment, the advantage of being famous. One thing that a celebrity hates about being famous is because of their stalker who always follows them around, giving fears to
Those eyes have been looking at me for the past 3 months. I don’t know how I caught the attention of those eyes. My everyday life—my boring office work. Me dealing with hard to deal people—but those eyes—belonged to my obsessed stalker.
Tiffany is an awkward, nerdy, dorky 15 year old teenager who has no idea how love works. She quickly realizes that her middle school teacher, 24 year old Ms. Jung, is going to be a teacher in her high school.
I love to haunt you,following you everywhere,with a smile. But why won't you smile with me? Why do you have that horrified look on your face? Smile with me,darling...
When I saw you for the first time, Faith told me to watch you from time to time, because you are mine. Only mine. — Hwang Zi Tao
Taemin keep getting calls from his ex boyfriend. He hates him so much and they are over! But he keep disturbing him. Taemin want to find someone to act as his boyfriend. But he become his real boyfriend?
The story of a fan's wildest dreams come true... and an idol's worst nightmare. You go t
Tiffany Hwang es una chica que asecha a su compañera de clases Jessica Jung, todo el mundo le dice que ésta obsesionada con la rubia, ¿Será todo una obsesión? ¿O es el amor?