Zinger (72 zinger fanfics)
This is a short one shot about love and regret. I hope you decide to check it out and enjoy it ^^
I like you and I want you. And I will fight to make you mine. Either it will end up to be sweet and fascinating, or either it will end up to be sour and hurt.
Where did I go?
Oh how handsome she thought he was when she first laid eyes on him. Everything was going good until he declared he was going to buy out her contract. You give a man one lap dance and they’re in love.
Did you know that this could happen by banging your knee? Yeah, neither did Zinger and her family.
She was his star.
He couldn’t be here. The house caused too much pain and brought back too many painful memories. It shouldn’t though; he isn’t supposed to be afraid of such things. Kim Jongin is supposed to be fearless.
Hana is in charge of running the kissing booth at her school.
Workaholic Jung Hana is dragged out of her will to a vacation to Mexico by friends Hyosung and Sunhwa. Having not one time off from work can Hana remember the meaning of vacation and have fun?
Jieun and Hana get into a fight and Jieun tries to say sorry but her attempt is foiled by the rain.
Zinger had been dreaming of it for months. She was accustomed to it, every night, screaming. As were her members. But it wasn't healthy to always keep her fear in. Some day it had to come out.
Hana's sick and can't stop tossing and turning, and Jieun comforts her.
All young girls in the world dream to have a handsome, smart, nice husband. All young boys in the world think about what kind of girl they'll marry, they dream about a beautiful and good girl.
Hana is a cheerful and bright girl. She is always smiling so brightly. Her life must be perfect ... Well that's what everyone think when they see her bright smile.
Remember, inside your wallet. The traces that I left behind. Reminisce, inside that photo. Inside that space that remains. (INFINITE - Back)
Wolfau! where Jongin is a lone wolf after his pack brothers die and Hana and her pack decide to take him in.
Jung Hana has become one with the wild things. Hana's presence has warmed their lonely hearts. But how long will that last?
He didn’t mean it. Hana reassures herself. Maybe she misunderstood him with their music playing over the PA and the fan’s chants. Maybe he wasn’t talking to her? But then who would he be saying such a hateful thing to? A back-up dancer? No, he’s probably drunk; he’s an uncle fan anyways right? Once you get older, you began to drink? But making up excuses for what the man said doesn’t stop Hana from crying.
She could hide anywhere in the world but that wouldn't stop him from finding her.
She was afraid.