Kyuhyun lives a life like that of many young people of his age: he goes to school, has a family who loves him and friends who are close to him. But is it really like that? What is the reason behind his friend sudden distancing? Is Jongwoon who says to be, or is just fiction? Why is everyone looking at him with worried looks?

I hope you know I love you, even when there's nothing after this. I'll love you into eternity, so here's to our tomorrow that doesn't exist.   

This is  an epilogue to 10080.Chanyeol wanted a divorce and Baekhyun asked for a week.But that week wasn't enough to keep Chanyeol by his side.175680 is the minutes in 4 months the last months of Baekhyun's life.This is my first fanfiction and 10080  by exobubz is the masterpiece which encouraged me to write.So show my gratitude to the original writer of 10080 I published it here as the foreword as well maybe with some changes.Hope you like this.

Kyungsoo has always adored his close friend, Chanyeol, ever since high school although they soon fell out of contact. Years later, Chanyeol is living his dream as a professional Go player and Kyungsoo feels settled as a doctor. They are reunited as adults and Kyungsoo discovers that Chanyeol now has selective mutism and has always been alone all these years. Kyungsoo decides to step in and help Chanyeol and restore the relationship they once had.

The voice had soothed him in the darkness. His pain and struggles were all vanished thanks to the voice. He could stay there forever, waiting for the voice to greet him. But he want to wake up and see the voice in reality. First step towards the voice... he has to be alive.

<< I wish we could go back  I wish we could go back >>

Jung Soojung has trouble forgetting a certain someone who plays no more role in her life; however, when fate has her tables turn, Soojung is met again with the same person and she wonders what role will he play this time and how will the story end.

He loves the night most because it's the only time he gets the chance to feel the love he wants but to his dismay, the love would disappear as the day breaks; leaving him with nothing but sheer sadness. No matter what he says or does, the love he has only stays when the moonlight shines bright up in the dark sky and goes when the ray of sunli

  When I was nine, I first learned the pain of falling, It was on a brilliant morning on a sunny day. When I was nineteen, I first learned the woe of wordless rejection without even confessing, It was on a beautiful noon's concert I couldn't pay. When I was twenty-nine, I first learned the sorrow of hating, It was on a cold evening, when the

Memories of them lingers at the back of her mind, not a single one forgotten. She tries to keep herself away, stay secluded and make sure no trace of him stays behind but all she gets is just his face whenever she closes her eyes. He who can't embrace her, he who remembers but forgets, he who

“He hugged me and for a split second, everything was okay. She is categorised as a depressed individual, she is labelled as a sociopath due to her personality of keeping everything to herself; but nobody knew what she was going through. No one

“We're all mad here.   Wires, batteries, cyborgs; that became common, an essence of life of the modern era. It was in the late winter of my fifteen years of age when I got my first tinkering experience; a cyborg with a human shape and mechanism. What made him different was

“You didn't love her. Maybe you think you did, but you didn't. Because you don't destroy people you love.   She is wonderful, he is the opposite. She is all you could ever wish you are, he is the opposite. She is Jung Soojung, he is Kim Jongin.

“The way you talk and the way you smile always made me smile. Soojung enjoys the autumn, she enjoys the falling leaves, the good books to read and the aromatic scent o

“I spend my night looking into your eyes because I want to remember them before I forget.”   Jongin is diagnosed with early on-set dementia due to the family history of past

“If you need some safer ground, I hope you turn your ship around; cause I'll be w

“I have an eraser in my head.”

  Miserably Happy

A flower in a wall crack. That's their relationship. He is a crack while she is a flower, his shadow overcast her beauty. How do you fix a cracked wall? Cover it with plaster. What happens to the flower then? It dies. Will that be the end of their story? Do you know what it's like to be a flower in a wall crack? Do you know what it's like to be hidden in the shadows of someone? Do you

Skipping stones, beach parties and watching the sunset. That was how her summer used to be. Now, it only consisted of looking back through old photos in the albums, drink herself to sleep and her eyes filled with endless tears. Summer didn't give her that same old feeling summer used to have. That feeling of sun-kissed skin, the weather hot even when the AC is on and that excitement of creat