Luhan let a small grin play on his lips as he nuzzled against his boyfriend, happy to be with the younger finally. It was hard, running around town like its personal superhero. At times, the boy got tired of it all: just because he could do something others could not, he had to be the person helping everyone else. At first it had been minor things he had to fix: cuts, bruises and so on, making them easy to

It had been long since he had seen the sky. He was sure that he wouldn't be able to glance at it for long, however, for pain was quick to flare up in his small form. Soon, he would be nothing... Just like they all said. 

In a world where nothing is for free, crime had overtaken the once blissful peace of tiny towns. Paranoia was vivid in the mind of each and every parent as they struggled to keep their children safe - and many of them failed.  But some say that love will find a way, that as long as one prays each and every night, wishes will come true. And one day, those broken little souls of the lost will return home. 

"I..I think someone is following me! I.. they found me! HELP!"

Luhan had always yearned for the company of his mother, but he never received it. The only things he was tossed were crude words and cold glares. His father was away as his parents had divorced many years ago, Everything was the same until one faithful day when someone stood up for Luhan in front of his bullies. The boy - Sehun - was popular yet he said nothing to the small blond. Because whether one believes it or not, there are times when words just aren't needed. And this o

Life is ironic. It's just a dark, empty jar filled with nothing but air in which despair swirls day and night. Your only escape, the lid that separates you from the content of the jar is always open, if not even tugging you towards it at a fast pace. But the cost of leaving all the sorrow behind is high... You will never once open your eyes again to see your family, your friends.. You will never be loved again... Or that's how some people think. But at times, you

Life on the streets is hard. Kim Kibum and his 'siblings' know it first hand. All of them are from different towns, or even countries. They don't even know how their 'father' found all of them. 'If he weren't with us, we wouldn't be alive now...'said one of the small children one day. But is it really true? Is everything what it seems?

Jonghyun had been seeing the future in his dream ever since he had been injured in a car accident. He never really cared about the people he saw until a hurt, broken boy appeared in his dream. Jonghyun couldn't help but feel drawn to the mysterious boy he hadn't even met before. Can he save the dream figure from the hell or is it in vain attempt?

Imagine living in an isolated part of the world where you are not allowed to choose what you would like to wear or what you want to be when grow up. Do you think it's cruel when you are always told what to do?  Do you think it's cruel when you are killed when you are not needed anymore? Do you think it hurts to be the same as every other people? There is a town, where you don't have a choice.. You have to do the same things everyday. You are what the King's people tell you. You wea