Rumors are circling around that Huh Yunjin and Miyawaki Sakura are dating, but neither are confirming nor denying.   What is the truth?

Ryujin invites Yeji to a party, determined to finally make a move on her. But luck doesn't seem to be on her side. Due to a small communication problem, they both end up in the same place at the same time, but can't seem to find each other. It doesn't help that it's one of the biggest Halloween parties in the city, everyone is in costumes, and Ryujin has no idea what Yeji is wearing. Amidst obstacles and misencounters, until...

Yunjin, a computer nerd, finds herself falling for Sakura, a serious medicine student who can't stand Yunjin's extroverted nature. Their humorous interactions take center stage as love blossoms in the unlikeliest of places.

At what point did they develop — her feelings? Sakura spaces out often, she lies awake some nights to find solace in her own thoughts, so when Yunjin occupies her headspace more than usual, what then?  

Candy Kissing Challenge with Hotcoolz! [Not for Kids🫵]

'my yellow' ;to be someone's everything, the reason someone smiles, their favourite person.

"I can be your hero baby~"

in an alternate universe, somewhere magical, i hope that our names stay woven in the stars. 

"What if we kiss?"

In which Yunjin tried to kill Sakura. Or almost. By accident.  

A one shot inspired JUST SLIGHTLY by Drake's song. This is a SFR version one. Haven't written for SO LONG. Pardon me.   (Suitable For Ramadan)

roommates who are polar opposites, have a sun and moon dynamic, would break the internet if they got together. yeah, it's them.

//     许允真牵着我的手腕，借力顺势一推将我抵在房间门上，手指灵巧地锁上了房门。   此时整个城市已入深夜，屋内也泛着夜色，只有窗外的华灯穿过落地窗轻轻落在许允真的脸上，勾勒出一道浅浅的轮廓。   我揉了揉被许允真握到微微透出粉色的手腕，抬眼撞上她如琥珀一般映着细碎光芒的棕色瞳孔，眼皮半垂，其中倒有几分说不清道不明的暧昧意味，又似有一丝阴翳。   没等我反应过来，一片柔软覆唇而上，尖霸道地撬开我的唇缝向内探去，我心觉诧异，但也抬起下迎上去不断加深这个。鼻息交缠，还掺着淡淡的百利甜酒的味道。   “你喝酒了？你……”   还没等我说完，许允真再一次用唇瓣将我未说出的话堵住，手指开始不安分的再我身上游离，像一灵活的小蛇，稍不留神滑入了背后的扣。   在我被许允真得意乱情迷时，面前的人开道：  

“There you go,” Kazuha takes a sharp intake of breath, closing her eyes as she shakes her head, “you’re teasing me again.” Yunjin widens her smile, chuckling. “Because maybe it’ll soothe your nerves.” “It doesn’t help.”   A hum. “Then I’ll stop.”  

“Her,” Kazuha says suddenly, her index finger extending to point at one particular figure within Chaewon’s arm in the photo, “Chaewon-unnie, Sakura-unnie, who is she?”