This label as your "best friend" was painful to endure but I was a coward and remained silent.   

His eyes widen in shock as he stared at the body in front of him, his own body. This... this is a dream right? Some sort of nightmare. Yes, it has to be. It just has to.

"Hello?" That voice, you haven't heard from him in years. "Yixing?" 

Just a place for me to organize that large amount of oneshots I have written/will write because of EXO haha.  All completed fanfics will be posted in my foreword. Links to the fanfics will also be provided in the chapters as a way for me to update this "story"

You made a promise to yourself the same night you lost him. You promised to never love anyone else, you promised to look for him, to never give up, to wait, and if need be, smile and let him go if he finds another. 

"If you love me, you'd forget about them and stay here by my side. Family? Friends? Who needs them when you have me."  

Three hundred and sixty-five days, four seasons, and twelve love stories to bring smiles, laughter and tears to those willing to open up their hearts.

Huang Zi Tao is a man of very few words; he gets tongue-tied when trying to express his thoughts and flustered when people misunderstand his words. He was an awkward teen and now that he’s moving into adulthood, an even more awkward man. 

"Mom... There's some blonde guy at our door..."     

"As long as you’re in my heart, you won’t be the only one whose heart is hurting"

To Byun Baekhyun, the word "finals" means greasy hair, piles of dirty laundry and ingesting copious amounts of caffeine in the form of dark chocolate covered coffee beans. 

"When was the last time you guys actually paid attention to someone other than yourselves?"  No answer. I look around and notice how some of my classmates are shaking their heads, a few are muttering under their breaths about how stupid our prof is, and others have guilty expressions on their faces. My gaze returns to the front of the clas

...may break my bones but their names will always haunt me.

While others find the honking cars, rumbling motorcycles and bustling streets of the city too hectic and fast paced, I find comfort, safety and what I call, home.   

..and I wouldn't forgive me too if I were you. 

The first time I saw him, he was carrying a six string on his back and its case in his right hand. 

Sometimes, I wish I had the strength to pick up the phone, to dial their number and to speak into it. Sometimes, I wish I wasn't so afraid that the other person on the line might possibly not want to speak with me. 

"Kevin, you can call me Kevin."  "Keban?" 

Kyungsoo loved her just the way she was, chubby cheeks and all. She was perfect in his eyes and the changes that occurred as their relationship progressed weren't necessary in Kyungsoo's opinion. Kyungsoo loved her for her shining eyes, bright smile, and kind heart and that's what matters most, he'll just have to learn to love this new her as well.

A oneshot inspired by Christina Perri's "A Thousand Years". 

All the one shots written here are inspired by songs that I really like. All completed fanfics will be posted in my foreword. Links to the fanfic will also be provided in the chapters as a way for me to update this "story"

Luhan watched as the blue and white pills swirled amongst the water rapidly before disappearing down his toilet completely. I'm perfectly fine. 

He never takes on the leading roles but that doesn’t mean he isn’t important. He barely steps up to show off his charms but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have any. He rarely gains recognition for the work he’s done but that doesn’t mean he isn’t cherished. He's quiet, shy and most definitely kind. His name is Kim Minseok and he is everything you love wrapped into one perfect package. 

Jino stared at the list in disbelief, his heartbeat accelerating as he went through the names one by one, over and over again. W-what?

The days before and the days that came after are all equally important and cherished, but it is the days to come and the mystery of it all that we truly look forward to. 

  A story inspired by Tablo's "Home"   

Three years, Luhan waited three long years to redeem himself of his past failures but he's blanking out yet again. The "Six Arts" that he spent his entire life studying completely wiped from his memory. Luhan's heartbeat pulsated rapidly as he stared at the blank sheet in front of him, the tip of his calligraphy brush drying from resting in his hand for such an extended period of time. 

Apart from there being 12 months in the year and 12 hours of day and night, there 12 signs of the Zodiac, 12 Apostles, 12 days of Christmas, 12 tribes of Israel, 12 gods of Olympus, 12 old testament prophets, even 12 inches in a foot! And if course, how can we forget, the 12 members of EXO.