Miyoung stared at the man who loomed like a shadowy giant before her. Soft moonlight filtered through the doorway past him, creating a halo of silvery light that lent him an unearthly glow. She realized very faintly that this was an offense, to stare him in the face so blatantly without even bowing, but she stayed frozen in place, fearful dark eyes filling her pale face. 

The photo of the three of us with our arms around each other—tousled hair, flushed cheeks and bright eyes—was my favourite. I traced the wide smiles wistfully, remembering how I had fallen down right after that and cut my knee open. Jongin had helped me stick on a cartoon Band-Aid he had been saving, and Sehun had given me his favourite toy to comfort me. Both of them always gave to me freely, generously, without much thought.

Tiffany looked at him intently for a long moment with eyes that were big and dark and impenetrable. Seunghyun stared back, wondering what she was thinking. It was hard to tell with Tiffany. She was open and earnest and sweet and wore her heart on her sleeve, but sometimes the lights that glittered in her eyes dimmed, the cheer that she wore like a second skin slipped, and the thoughts that flitted across her face so easily became unreadable.

They have a strange relationship, Jessica thinks to herself, and she would be lying if she said she didn't mind. Still, she'll take all of Jiyong that she can get, fleeting touches and cowardly kisses alike, even if she'll only be left with cold mornings and an empty bed in the end.

My mother used to warn me about the dangers lurking in the dark, but never about the one with inky eyes and a heart.    Seryung was running for her life because of something she said. Hunted by powerful people as a web of lies drew tighter around her, she was desperate, helpless, and very afraid.

"According to royal decree, Kim Jongin, slave of the exiled Minister Lee's household, is sentenced to death for the murder of noblewoman Choi Jinri and treason against Joseon, its people, and the king. He will hang at the king's pleasure."    The first snow had fallen; the bitter snap in the wind indicated a harsh winter.

A collection of SNSD one shots with the occasional cameo from other K-pop group members.