"Unnie, do you know the legends of the String of Fate? It varies per culture and it doesn't necessarily need to be red, sometimes it can be gold or silver, then it is said to be of no color when the individuals haven't met or acknowledged each other yet but can always feel that it's there, like some outside force that keeps you binded to your one true love, a cosmic connection between two people since birth that can be felt when you give a little tug on one of your fingers, or that's what

"Zuha, when you're this close to me, do I dream of you?" It was but a whisper in the quiets of the night, though as such, Kazuha heard it loud and clear, like the ringing of bells in a warm summer air and the soft buzzing of bees. It didn't help that she was so close to her, sleepy eyes looking so earnest, waiting for an answer. Something about the way she looked at her made Kazuha pause. Oh. She would give a response. Certainly. It was her Kkura unnie that was asking

It took Sakura approximately thirty-nine seconds to realize that she's madly in love with her old friend.

"Oh, you make it so easy," Sakura chuckled, laying open mouthed kisses on the thin skin of her neck. "...can't get enough of you…"   "Chaewon-ah, what did you do to me?"          

'Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world. It is distinctive for its mother-of-pearl sheen, and steam rises from the potion in spirals. Amortentia smells different to each person, according to what attracts them'   Chaewon hastily opened her eyes as a distinct smell arose from her cauldron, she blinked furiously, even Yuri, her seatmate, was now looking at her with worry. She couldn't believe it, no, not like this. For she somehow sm

Born without a quirk, Sakura Miyawaki's life flashed before her eyes, all she wanted is to do something! Anything! Just for the people beside her to be safe. But what if darkness surrounds their hero society as well as her own person? Will Sakura succumb to the darkness or make it her own?

"It's two hundred years old" they say. "It's essentially public property" they say. It's a love letter Sakura wrote for her hopeless romance back in the day and somehow, somewhat it got winded up in a museum and now she's screaming.