“Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.” (Aristotle)     Darkness was chasing after them.

As always, debts led to trouble and trouble meant bad luck...     And bad luck meant getting married off to a stranger...    

When a mysterious girl fell down from nowhere, Myungsoo had found himself spending more of his time with her. They became friends and had fun together but something was odd. Was she hiding something from him?       Lying was the only way for her to find the guy.

  Sungjong wanted to find Lee Sungjong.

He was a stranger who offered her a tour around the campus by riding on his bicycle...   She was a stranger who took his offer and cried along the journey...

Can you smell the rain?   I’ve been pondering over the same question since I was little. I couldn’t remember whether someone had asked the question to me or I dreamt someone asking me the question. Could I smell the rain? Does the rain have its own scent? I couldn’t tell. I had nev

Myungsoo met a girl with a teddy bear...what happened next? Curious? Then you should start reading~

His Story.

Her story.

I have an unfortunate friend. Her name is Aeri and I think the god of love despises her because she has never been lucky when it comes to love. -Sunggyu-

Across the building, he could see a silhouette of a woman dancing around her apartment by swaying from left to right, just like a ballerina.

Whenever I closed my eyes, I would see him staring back at me in the darkness -Sungyeol-

She never knew that his music was not a significance to him And he never knew that his music was the only source for her to have her daily dose of bliss

On the side of the parcel, only his name and address were written on it using black marker. The name of the sender wasn’t there.

Rome, the eternal city where everything becomes attraction to the tourists.       Park Chaeyeon, a writer who went to Rome to clear her mind and search for ideas found herself enchanted by the place and this certain person.    

  I'm Sungjong and I'm here to take you to the Afterlife. Step into the Night Wagon and you'll be able to get there...

Perfection? Does perfection equals to happiness? Will being perfect preserves the smile of the loved one's?

After waking up in the morning, Myungsoo found himself preoccupied by something that had been lingering in his mind. And so he started drawing....drawing something he'd never imagined before.