Seulgi y Wendy comparten un momento mientras comen en un restaurante de comida rápida. || Seulgi and Wendy share a moment while eating at a fast-food. restaurant.  [Spanish & English Versions]

Seulgi crushes on Wendy, a local night market vendor, and finally builds up the courage to ask her out, only to be thwarted by the tragedy that is the internet.

In which Seulgi is a flirty art major and Wendy is a music major filled with wonder.

thoughts are suffocating.

a grumpy wendy waiting on a chilly saturday night.

She set us up.

Seulgi and Wendy's high school adventure in a handful of words.

Colours, a messy painting and an artist is what Wendy finds when she returns home.     Just some aesthetic-y bull that I felt like writing I don't know why. Anyway, enjoy.

In which Wendy holds classes and Seulgi pretends she's terrible.

Seulgi and Suho's father are friend since highschool. They're really close to each other but not for their childs. Seulgi and Suho. They're planned to matchmaking them eventough they both are like the opposite magnet's poles and repel each other.   Hello... This is my first fanfic. Sorry for the bad english. Dont forget to leave your comment. Thankyou.

In the morning, everything becomes clear. A night of possibilities fades as the sun's merciless light fills the room. The truth is laid bare. I don't know if I can handle that just yet. I want to stay like this for just a little longer.

For who do you live for?

For all the times Seulgi just really wanted to kiss Wendy. 

Joy comes up with a plan to help Seulgi get Wendy's number. College AU.

Wendy always wakes up first. 

Night terrors are an awful thing.

A secret admirer leaves notes for Wendy in her locker. Who could it be? Are they serious? Where could this go if they are? Wendy's determined to find out. 

Short, angsty oneshot.  Inspired by Beyoncé's "If I Were A Boy". I wrote it with Seulgi and Wendy in mind, but since there aren't any names included, you can interpret it differently if you wish to. Haven't written in this style before but I quite like it. Hopefully you will too.

If only Seulgi had not let go of Wendy's hand, this would not have happened. If only.

"I loved you, I really did. But you never loved me back." -- "My intention all along wasn't to love you at all. It was to kill you." --

Seulgi requests an English lesson, and of course, Wendy can't refuse.

The reasons behind Irene and Seulgi's debut colors, and them dyeing them back. 

At the time when Wendy first let her intrigued self nervously analyse the gentle face of this girl – this girl with a refined, almost as if carved out of the best pine wood with the most care and love, sharp jaw, a delicate nose and wanderingly bright little eyes (eyes underneath a strip of the longest, darkest eyelashes. Glinting.) – she could say that she liked her. “Love” was a stretch, a terrifying stretch; though now, it fe

"Amarla es como querer cambiar de opinión cuando ya estás volando en caída libre, como los colores en otoño, tan brillantes justo antes de que lo pierdan todo".   Red - Taylor Swift

She takes my breath away.   [Seungwan/Seulgi]