Yoondujun (25 yoondujun stories)
This is about Yang yoseop, diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia who lived under Yong Junhyung responsibility because of a mistake in the past. And jung Eunji, worked as a columnist who slowly being a precious part of Yoseop's life. "Can a schizophrenic has a love and being loved? Or fate just too cruel to be true?" Inspired by a novel with the same title "The soloist" by Steve lopez, but the whole stories will be so different.
“Is this some kind of tactic to get my number or something? I already said that I will be there.” Gikwang said as he raises his eyebrow seeing the suspicious attitude of Dujun. Feeling thirsty all of sudden, Gikwang sips his Americano until he chokes. Dujun quickly grabbed Gikwang in his arms when he saw the latter chokes on water making Gikwang blushed hard being hugged by Dujun. Okay, this is the perfect time and the perfect reason for the n
Promise is an easy word to say but it is hard to keep. Just because of a simple promised can change a person life forever. “I’ll come back to stay by your side” The pinky finger hooking with each other like a knotted rope. Because of the word come back have made Junhyung’s life turns into miserable. He has waited for the girl he loves for six months after she left but she doesn’t come back like her promise until the day...
Sunghee reminisce her years of high school and remembers about him. About them. She remembers the days she went through from the very first day of her freshman year up to her graduation day. It was still somehow, remains as the unforgotten years of her life. Even now when she's 26, she still remembers it clearly. She can somehow.. still remembers how her heart beats so fast whenever she saw him.
She had a bad morning, but Doojoon didn't even know that Gatorade and football could cheer her up all afternoon.
i made this fanfics special for Du Jun birthday on july 04 saengil chukkahaeyo uri the beast leader Yoon Du Jun
Gone. Gone with the wind. Vanished like dust. If only fate never brought us together.
“Sst. At this kind of time, you should keep silent. Don’t talk.” He hugged me more tightly. I held his hands with my cold fingers. Ah, why must today my fingers got so cold? I was frustrated by myself when he said “Tonight, I will sleep here.”