While most people prefer to forget about their past, all Eunbi wants to do is relive it.

Thousands of years before the world became what we know, there laid a prophecy. One that predicted the absolute end. It never informed the scribes of the reason, nor how to stop it. All that was told of the highest of high was that seven women would play a big part.  A woman with the weight of the world on her shoulders.  A witch born from death. A witch whose biggest power was being underestimated. A woman who could never trust.  A witch who wasn’t bor

"Can I be your partner for tonight?"   With Moonbyul and Dahee's marriage being in a bad phase, Moonbyul tries to find something new for them to do together: couple dance. But can this already weak marriage resist the temptations of the dance teacher, Kim Yongsun?

       Kim Jennie had it all; popularity, wealth and beauty. That was all that she needed to land her place at the top of the social hierarchy at her academy. Jennie was known by everyone. Everyone wanted to be Jennie. She let nothing get in her way. Known for her fierce attitude, the girl ruled every pathway she chose to take.

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Sinb and Yuju isn't allowed to dorm in the same apartment despite Sowon and Eunha doing so. Domestic Gfriend   My other Gfriend stories: Torn in Threes Warmth Softly

Hyejoo isn’t sore loser. At least, as far as Chaewon knows.

It was fine, really. Jungeun was completely okay with this. She was calm, cool and collected. Except she wasn’t. And it was all Jinsoul’s fault.

Cha Yu-ri never died. Gang-hwa never married Yu-ri. Seo-woo rarely sees her father. Min-jeong fell in love with a guy who'd gotten his heart broken.   When Yuri and Minjeong finally meet, it's awkward. Why does Yuri still seem to understand her better than anyone she's ever met?  

"You like her."  "What?" I heard her say. Her voice was barely a whisper. So small and fragile like it wasn't hers. Not from the Jennie I know. I looked at her in the eyes and smiled, "You've always liked her."