"How young can you die of old age?" We've all got to do it, so why don't we die while we are still living? Young and beautiful, that's the way to go. I just want to die young and beautiful. Won't you let me, darling one?

My name is Inna and I suffer from multiple personality disorder. I've been this way for as long as I can remember and it has plagued my life every step of the way. All I wanted was to love the man I couldn't stay away from. It's become impossible thanks to...me. I've gotten in my own way more times than I could count and it's time there's an end to it. My name is Uri and I enjoy every moment of my multiple personality disorder. See, Inna thinks we can go about loving who she wants to

Gyuri has the heart of a writer and the head of a fool. She was always in the clouds, dreaming up great adventures that could never happen to her. But when she's assigned to write about BTS, Gyuri is whisked away on an adventure of her own that none of her stories could ever prepare her for.  ~~~

I see the world only through sounds, emotions, feelings. My lavender eyes have never brought anything to me except ridicule. There was only one person who didn't care if I was blind. He's gone now, though. Now all I am left with is darkness and a mother who was absent the majority of my life. But there's one thing that keeps me going. A small cube, a toy, with colored faces which turn every which way to create a mind bending puzzle. The toy is not the only thing, though. There's a boy, a ment

They say that an ending is really a beginning to a new story, but we just don't know it yet. My story ended a long time ago and nothing new has ever begun. Each page I turn is a blank one, yet still I read on like a fool as if one of the pages will hold something spectacular. And as I turn the page once more, there's but two letters on it.  TS I'm not going to sit around and wait for my life to begin. Even if it takes all my strength, I'm going to defy my father and defy my li

Mapped out like the stars, a life you can't escape. All you know and all you'll ever know is what you were made to be. Our rulers, Destiny, make the decisions. No one can escape Destiny or who they are to be. Keep your mouth shut, do as you're told; that's not the life for me. Will you come along with me and defy our destinies?

"Sometimes I wake up and I'm me, and sometimes I wake up and I'm someone else. And the worst part is we don't know who came first. So tell me I don't know about loss, tell me I have no idea. Because every morning I wake up I lose myself...and that's the worst kind of loss."

I am homeless. Or, I guess, I was. This is my story of how I lost myself. I'm not going to tell you that becoming an idol was all I had ever hoped for. I also am not going to tell you that I enjoyed doing what I did. This was not my dream; this was not my life. This was how I became Ari.   

Kim Taehyung doesn't want to admit that he's getting bored of being single. Sure, he's got the group to keep him busy, but sometimes all he wants is to come home to a loving girlfriend who'll shower him with kisses. He wants someone to take care of him, to look only at him. But looking for a relationship as an idol can get...complicated. But what if there was someone already close to him that he could fall for? And what if a disa

War is something all of us have lived through. We see it in the streets, we see it on the news. There's no escaping the morbid world we live in. Some people, however, have hope. They put their faith in people with empty promises to bring peace. There are even those who put their faith in imaginary people; six imaginary peopl

You star on We Got Married with Zelo. What happens if feelings start to become real?

Yuri's father owns a company that supplies bodyguards for idols and celebrities. What happens when she's charged with being the undercover bodyguard of six certain men? What's more- she has to pretend to be the girlfriend of one of them in order to catch the crazy sasaeng that has been tormenting them. She has just one rule: don't fall in love with me, okay?        

The cafe is your sanctuary, the park is his. You're outgoing and bright, he's shy and a little flustered. Who is this boy across the street with the notepad? Why was he drawing you? And why do you feel just a little more happy when you're with him? Maybe you'll get the answers to these questions, but maybe you'll just get more questions to answer.    ~Started as a ones shot and I kinda like it. I've decided to make this into a full story. It still says completed just so yo

Two years ago, I met the love of my life. Her smile was infectious, her laughter brought joy. But those things are gone now. I don't want to say goodbye to her, but I must. Soon she will no longer recognize who I am. Saying goodbye scares me, though, because it means she must leave and leaving means forgetting. I never want to forget the brightness in my life that was Hali.     

How would you tell someone you love them? How would you tell them without words? Without making a sound, would you become a whisper to the one you love just as you did to everyone else? Jax hasn't spoken since the incident. According to her count, it's been sixteen years, four months, and twenty-three days since she last spoke. At twenty years of age, though, she doesn't know why she's still keeping count. When she moves back to Korea to stay with her friend, Sehun, she's long lost ho

Nyx spent fifteen years, seven months, and two weeks in hell. Locked in a room away from the world, she documented her torment on the walls of her confines. Now twenty, she works for the very people who put her in that godforsaken place. Wishing to erase the memories of her hell, she cannot bear it when another poor being is locked into her old room. Nyx goes against everyt