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[bbangsoonie]

days in memory

member: jaehyun (hyunjae) genre: angst word count: 3,385 synopsis: jaehyun reminisces the past as he longs for you and his youth

The bear keychain bounced against your backpack as you ran ahead. The wind blew strands of hair into your face but your smile remained unfazed.

“Come on, slowpoke!” you teasingly yelled.

Jaehyun watched you from the window. His apartment was only a floor up from the ground, meaning he could converse with you from the comfort of his bed.

“What are you up so early for?” he grumbled, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

“It’s the first day of senior year, Hyunjae,” you grinned.

Hyunjae was the nickname you gave him since the start of your friendship. There were too many Jaehyuns at your school and you wanted to specially differentiate him from the others.

“Yeah but you’re like 20 minutes early.”

“I wanna be the first to choose a seat!”

“Good for you. I don’t care where I sit, so I’m gonna sleep in a little more.”

“You’re really not gonna come with me, Hyunjae?” your expression was a mix of pouting and huffing.

“We’re literally in the same homeroom for the 6th year in a row. You’ll survive 20 minutes without me,” he rolled his eyes as he climbed back under the covers.

“Don’t complain about your seat later!”

Jaehyun gasped as he jolted awake. Glancing at the clock, he sighed.

7:12 AM.

Every year on this day, his body woke him up at this time with the same dream. Or was it a nightmare?

With a grunt, he got up to start his day.

He began by turning on all the lights to rid the place of any darkness. It was a habit he picked up over the years. He couldn’t explain why it brought him comfort. It just did.

Trudging over to the bathroom, he relied on muscle memory to go through his morning routine. He blanked out until he was done freshening up.

Staring at the empty fridge in front of him, another sigh escaped his lips. He had forgotten to go grocery shopping last week.

He threw on a hat and slipped into a pair of worn out sneakers to head out to the nearby mart. It was a small family-run shop located in front of a bus stop.

As he was looking at the cases of water bottles placed outside, he heard footsteps rush by him. The noise made him turn around, catching sight of two teenagers running towards the departing bus. They were a second too late, causing them to groan in frustration.

“Kim Sunwoo, this is all your fault!” the girl accused.

“Me? Oh yeah because I’m the one who spent 15 minutes putting on makeup,” the boy retorted.

“15 minutes is really short for makeup!”

“Whatever. Now we’re gonna be late for school.”

Jaehyun eyed the uniforms they were wearing. Hanlim Arts High School. His alma mater.

He almost chuckled at what seemed to be a familiar scene. You used to always blame him for being late. Even if he was ready and waiting outside by the time you ran out the door with your bow in your hand.

When the bus inevitably passed you two by, he would help you put the bow on as you waited for the next bus to arrive. Bickering all the while.

The old lady’s voice snapped him back to reality. He quickly picked out some things before paying and leaving.

Just like the passing sunset Memories of being immature and innocent They make me stop in place And draw out the days in my memory

By the time Jaehyun left for school, it was raining. It was a complete change of weather that caught everyone off guard. Wondering if you made it to school dry, he grabbed an extra umbrella for you to use on the way back home.

The sky angrily greeted him with a thunderclap. It nearly made him jump in surprise.

“Better hurry up to meet Y/n before she starts crying,” he mumbled to himself as he made a run for the bus stop.

You were terrified of thunderstorms. The loud noises made your heart race and your body tremble. Only Jaehyun took to comforting you without making a snide comment about your fear at the age of 17.

He anxiously waited for the bus that was delayed by the sudden downpour. He barely managed to squeeze inside before the doors closed tightly behind him.

Unluckily for him, he arrived at the school gate 10 minutes late. The dean shook his head as he handed him a detention slip, to which Jaehyun whined at.

“Come on, Mr. Choi, how could I have prepared for the storm that wasn’t even predicted by the weather app?”

“Hurry up and go to class. You’re already late and you’re getting wet.”

With an exaggerated sigh, Jaehyun begrudgingly complied.

When he finally made it to the classroom, the teacher was in the middle of introductions. Sheepishly apologizing, he scanned the room for an empty seat and made a beeline for it.

It was straight in the middle. Literally in the middle of the front and back rows as well as the left and right rows. Your voice nagging at him to not complain echoed in his head. He could already picture you snickering at him.

Except you weren’t.

He looked around but couldn’t find you. Puzzled, he wondered if you tricked him into thinking you were in the same class as him.

“Y/n?” the teacher called out.

When you didn’t reply, she looked up from the roster and eyed the empty seat in the front.

“Absent,” she said as she checked off your name on the sheet.

“Excuse me?” Jaehyun found himself raising his hand before he even realized it. “There’s no way Y/n is absent. We live in the same apartment complex and she left for school before I did.”

“Well, she’s not in her seat so that makes her absent.”

While the teacher continued to take attendance, Jaehyun pulled out his phone and hid it under the desk to text you.

After asking about your whereabouts, he asked if you were okay amidst the thundering. When you didn’t respond to his messages, he began to worry.

He snuck out at the end of first period to go to the bathroom to call you. It rang until it reached voicemail. Now he was really worried.

You were a nerd who was excited to pick your seat in class. Not the type to skip school on the first day.

After 3 missed calls, he hesitated to call your mom. What if he was just overreacting? What if you had finally decided to rebel a little for the first time in your life and he would be the one to ruin it?

His fingers fidgeted in contemplation, hovering over the phone screen.

“Whatever. She’s tattles on me all the time,” he decided as he looked for your mom’s number.

“Jaehyun?” Jacob waved his hand in front of his friend’s face. He looked over to Younghoon, who shook Jaehyun out of his memory.

“You okay?” Younghoon asked carefully.

“Y-Yeah, sorry,” Jaehyun apologized as he poured himself another drink.

His friends stared at him with concern in their eyes. Sensing this, he looked up and forced a laugh.

“Really. I’m fine,” he lied.

He wasn’t fine. Everyone knew that. And he knew that as well. If anything, he was trying to convince himself more than others.

“We can talk about… what happened, you know,” Younghoon assured.

“Today marks 3 years, right?” Jacob sadly recalled.

Jaehyun’s jaw clenched at the mention of the incident. His attention turned to the raindrops hitting the window outside. The forecast had warned him of a storm.

When it began to thunder, his heart ached in memory of you. Unable to bear it any longer, he excused himself from the table.

He stepped outside in hopes of clearing his head. The canopy roof did little to protect him from the rain. It did, however, hide the tears that escaped from his eyes.

With the sound of the raindrops as my companion I used to fall asleep during those endlessly happy times I’m thinking about those days with tears

4 days had passed since your disappearance and the entire town was thrown into a panic. After you were reported missing, the community came together to look for you.

Jaehyun was summoned to the police station for a witness statement. He wanted to do everything he could to help but his last encounter with you haunted him.

“You’re really not gonna come with me, Hyunjae?” your voice lingered in his mind.

“You’ll survive 20 minutes without me,” his own voice mocked him.

If only he had gone to school with you that day. If only hadn’t chosen a mere 20 minutes of sleep over his best friend. If only he wasn’t late and had noticed you were gone earlier. If only he had immediately called for help.

Such regrets consumed him as the cops around him were busy picking up calls and having emergency meetings. One got away from the chaos long enough to finally take his statement.

“I have here the first communication we had with you on the day of Y/n’s disappearance,” the cop said as he flipped through pages. “You were the last person to see her.”

“I told another officer exactly what happened that day,” Jaehyun’s head hung with guilt.

“Yes, we just need a little more insight into Y/n’s personality and life to fully rule out a couple of scenarios. And maybe retracing your steps could help you remember an important detail.”

“She would never just take off without a word. She’s always been mature and responsible. She’s the one who drags me to school and even left early for the first day because she was so excited for our last year of high school.”

“And you don’t know of any changes or new issues she had?”

“There’s absolutely no possibility of her hiding anything from me. She’s the type of person who just has to share whatever’s going on in her life. She also hates being alone so she wouldn’t wander off by herself. If she wanted to go somewhere, she’d beg me to go with her and if she was planning to go somewhere, she’d brag about it to me.”

He felt hopeless as he watched the older man in front of him write everything down. How would this information be of any use?

“Is there anything that would help identify any traces of her?” the officer asked.

“She has a scar above her collarbone from a surgery. A-And she jokes about how she sheds more than a dog because she always leaves a trail of hair behind. Could a police dog maybe find her through that?”

“I don’t know about that, kid,” he sighed. “We have some stuff we found on the path you two normally take to school. Could you come with me to see if you recognize anything to be her belongings?”

Jaehyun nodded before following him to the evidence room. He felt a chill run down his spine the moment he entered.

He put on gloves and began looking through the items. A broken lipstick. A notebook. A hair pin. A reusable water bottle.

Then he saw it. The bear keychain he gifted you on your first Christmas together.

With a shaky hand, he reached into his pocket to pull out his own matching keychain. He compared it to the dirtied one on the table.

A wave of dread dropped his body to the ground. Before he could hear the cop yell out for help, he lost consciousness.

Jaehyun still had the bear with him every second of every day. It symbolized a lot of things. Seeing it gave him hope. Holding it made him feel like you were still with him. Talking to it eased a tiny bit of the pain in his heart.

He was doing all of it back at the table in front of Jacob and Younghoon. Drunk, of course. His sober self would never let his friends see this vulnerable side of him.

“You’re playing a very cruel joke on me, right?” he chuckled, petting the bear’s head. “Well, the joke’s been running for quite a long time now. It’s not funny anymore. In fact, it never was. But if you come back, I’ll forgive you for it.”

Jacob quietly emptied Jaehyun’s glass into his own. Any more alcohol in his system would certainly cause a scene.

“Or are you mad at me? Did you decide you no longer wanted to be friends?” Jaehyun pouted.

It took every ounce of will in Younghoon to hold back his tears. Jaehyun was the only one who never moved on from that day. He still believed that you were alive.

“If not that, what else could it be?” Jaehyun frowned as he tried to come up with an answer.

“Jaehyun-”

“See that? It’s always Jaehyun, Jaehyun, Jaehyun. No one calls me Hyunjae anymore. How irresponsible of you. You came up with the nickname so you gotta keep it going.”

Younghoon had to step out after that. He didn’t have the confidence to choke back his cries anymore.

He and Jacob also lost you back then. He was closer to you than Jacob was, but the 4 of you were close nonetheless.

Your disappearance took a toll on everybody. Everyone mourned and felt a hole in their lives. But Jaehyun had it the hardest.

He blamed himself and spent a whole year relentlessly searching for you. He was burnt out and devastated by the end of the second consecutive year of grasping for straws. Entering the third year, his coping mechanism switched to convincing himself that you weren’t gone.

The image of the bear keychain swinging off your backpack flashed in front of his eyes every time your name was brought up. And each time, his hand reached inside to squeeze his own bear keychain.

“Not very “best friends forever” of you to leave me hanging like this, Y/n!” Jaehyun’s voice raised, drawing attention from neighboring tables.

Jacob took this as his cue to take him home.

“You think she went to Australia without me? She wanted to go for like years. Maybe she just dropped everything to study abroad there? Or maybe she went to Canada! She loved hearing you talk about Toronto.”

“Let’s get you home, Jaehyun.”

“Call me Hyunjae.”

“Okay, let’s go home, Hyunjae.”

Covered by the traces left by time Will I be able to find the days of my youth? The stars in the night sky that shined on me Are they still in the same place?

A funeral was never held for you. Like Jaehyun, your family refused to believe the worst. They left your room untouched, entering it only to keep the dust from piling over your stuff.

As months went by, the “missing” posters faded in color and nature started taking them down one by one. Your case went cold and your whereabouts remained an unsolved mystery.

Despite all that, Jaehyun persistently went around neighboring areas to put new posters up. Almost all local businesses knew him and had a poster hanging in their store.

Like that, he grew older but your smiling face in the picture didn’t. Your social media accounts stayed the same, offering minimal solace.

He looked through your old posts, reminiscing. His favorite was your most recent one—or rather, your last.

It was a photo dump on Instagram, highlighting your last summer together. The two of you hung out nearly every day. That year, you went to Everland, the beach, and Gyeongju.

Now, he could only bitterly smile at the memories.

The first New Year without you broke a lifelong tradition. Your family and Jaehyun’s family usually spent the holiday together but that year, it was different for obvious reasons. He expected that.

What he didn’t expect, however, was an email from you.

His heart dropped at the sight of your name in his inbox. He had to pinch himself to make sure it wasn’t a dream.

“Hi Hyunjae! Wow this is weird and embarrassing. I really hope my future self doesn’t regret this. I scheduled this email to automatically send at midnight. Why? Because I’m a scaredy-cat who can’t bring myself to confess. Everyone around us keeps telling me how painfully obvious it is that we both like each other. Yet I still can’t find the courage to say the words just yet. So this is a time bomb I’ll have to dismantle before the new year comes. If our friends are wrong and you actually don’t have feelings for me, then uh this is awkward. And New Year’s breakfast will be really awkward. If you feel the same way, wear a purple shirt in the morning. If not, wear black. Wear any other color and I’ll kill you for you confusing me.”

He laughed and cried at the same time. He didn’t think that was possible.

Once the initial shock wore off, he completely broke down. The sobbing shook his entire body and his heart physically hurt.

He wore purple on the first of every month since then.

Jaehyun woke up with a throbbing headache. He groaned, kicking himself for the consequences of his own actions.

He dragged himself to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of cold water. He gulped it down in seconds and let out another groan before plopping his torso onto the counter.

After staying like that for a bit, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and started scrolling through pictures. A soft smile rested on his lips as he picked out that week’s highlights to compile into an email.

With 5 photos attached, he began to type out a letter.

“It’s officially been 3 years, Y/n. 3 years without you feels like 30 years. The first year was full of desperation. The second year was when despair started to kick in and I became a little delusional. Even now, by sending you these emails, I convince myself that you’re out there somewhere reading them. Or that they’ll be here for you to catch up on missed times when you come back. All you need to do is come back. Everything is exactly how it was since you disappeared. Your parents keep your room clean and I have all these photos and updates for you to know that not a day went by without me thinking of you. Best friends forever means forever. Forever means I will wait for you until you’re by my side again. I believe that just as much as I’m searching for you, you’re also trying hard to come home. So please don’t give up. I won’t either. It doesn’t matter how long it takes, though sooner is better. I miss you and I love you so so much. I won’t be at peace until I’m able to say it to you in person.”

After hitting “send,” he stared at the suit hanging up. He had left it out in preparation for his internship the next day.

The image of you in your school uniform haunted him each time he saw himself in formal wear. He was aging in the mirror but you remained a student in his memory.

He didn’t get to see you graduate. He didn’t get to see you go to college. He didn’t get to see you get a job.

Time stood still without you. He looked at your pictures every day to make sure your face never became fuzzy.

He was riddled with guilt but made the decision to live to find you and to build a life for you to come back to. He went about his daily routine but at the end of the day, you were the last thought on his mind.

Today was no different.

He pulled himself together to get ready for class. He never missed or was late to school ever since that day.

“I’ll see you later, Y/n,” he smiled at the framed photo of you two before grabbing his things and leaving.

My dreams of my first love are far away now But my heart is still the same The flowing tears are asking me Can’t I go back to those times?

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[bbangsoonie]

sTOP i spent the entire 8 seasons of vampire diaries shitting on it so lmk why the last episode made me BAWL 😭

[bbangsoonie]

listen…

i strongly dislike koreaboos, especially as a korean-american

but i saw this video on tiktok that made me laugh so hard. a girl was complaining about koreaboos studying abroad in korea but some of the things she imitated is literally how my friends and i talk LMAO

i use konglish ironically and butcher my pronunciation as a joke. i add “jogeum” in front of every english adjective with a purposely bad accent and it’s a sarcastic thing amongst my k-a friend group

so when she mocked “neomu slay” i nearly died of laughter. when i heard it, i was like “wait that’s kinda funny” and immediately wanted to use it to my k-a friends

obviously, my reaction would be very different if a non-korean said that unironically. more so if it was said with an intent on mocking my language. honestly, sometimes korean-americans speak like that unironically bc they’ve lost their mother tongue but still try to stay in touch with whatever connection they have left

but in the context of someone else hearing the way my k-a friends and i joke around, i found it hilarious to suddenly realize how stupid we sound LOL now i’m gonna be like “wait i swear i’m not a koreaboo” whenever i catch myself talking like that in public

in conclusion, i will probably be using “neomu slay” as a meme but will cringe so hard if a non korean-american says it

[bbangsoonie]

sangyeon and changmin i cant tell which one they fit into but sunwoo i’d definitely fight. 10/10 would throw hands

do you guys think this applies to yall 😭

[bbangsoonie]

please don’t be in love with someone else

member: juyeon genre: angst word count: 1,405 synopsis: taylor swift’s “enchanted” but make it a one-sided crush

a/n: may or may not be based on my own experience

January.

I was finally back on campus after spending a semester abroad. The room was full of people yet I felt sort of alone. People I knew yet felt a little distant with after spending half a year apart.

Faking smiles as I awkwardly laughed to continue conversations full of small talk. That’s how the night began. Nitpicking at my own every word and movement.

Until I saw him.

Our eyes met as he talked with one of my friends. There was a glint of familiarity in his eyes that I mistook for curiosity.

They came over together and my friend introduced us. His name rang a bell but I couldn’t pinpoint why until he brought it up.

“You don’t remember playing Among Us with me?” he teased. I nearly gasped when I pieced two and two together.

“So you’re the Juyeon that kept killing me off!” I blurted.

The previous year, I had played games with him and our mutual friends a few times. Despite me putting him at the top of my hit list for always killing me as the imposter, I had a good impression of him. He was kind and funny.

“That’s exactly what you said to me the first time we met,” he chuckled.

“First time? Isn’t this our first time meeting?”

“You really don’t remember?” he overdramatically feigned hurt.

I racked my brain for any memories but drew a blank.

“Last summer? At the funeral? We all went out to eat together after? I sat next to you at the restaurant?” he continued.

The lightbulb in my head finally turned on.

“Oh! You were sitting on my left at the end of the table!”

It all came back to me. As an introvert, I was too shy to even face him so I had spent most of that dinner with my body turned to the right.

Embarrassed, I apologized for my terrible memory and he laughed, saying it was alright.

February.

Juyeon and I had gotten pretty close due to our social circle overlapping. He was sweet, soft spoken, and well-mannered. He was the type to quietly take care of everyone.

He always insisted on carrying things for me and fought over the bill. But it wasn’t until the late night beach trip that my platonic feelings started to turn into something more.

While he was the definition of gentleness, I was the definition of clumsy. Walking in the sand was a challenge for me who could barely balance myself on flat ground.

He was the first to notice my stumbling and immediately offered his arm for me to hold on to. At first, I declined. But when I continued to trip over my own feet, he stopped me in my tracks and held up his arm in front of me.

“Just use me. Please. It’ll make me feel better. It makes me so anxious every time you take a step.”

With all our friends watching and waiting for me, I hesitantly grabbed the edge of his jacket sleeve. Though I quickly let go once we were finally by the water.

The beach at midnight in the winter was cold to say the very least. It was a spontaneous trip and I was unprepared with just a hoodie on.

Once again, Juyeon was the first to notice me shivering. He immediately took his jacket off and handed it to me.

When I persisted that it was okay and that I didn’t need his jacket, he simply threw it over my shoulders and walked away.

“Hey! Take your jacket back, it’s cold!” I yelled.

“I get hot easily and that jacket is too thick. You’re doing me a favor by wearing it,” he answered without looking back.

The night was sparkling and it wasn’t just the stars. I spent the rest of that night wondering a million questions. A million questions all about you.

What was your ideal type? Have you had your first love yet? Do you love someone right now?

But all of that came crashing down with the waves when I finally mustered up the courage to ask and he told me that he had a girlfriend. Before I even got to hope that this was the beginning of our story, it came to an end.

March.

Juyeon had become one of my closest friends. He was a good listener and sensitive to my feelings, which was how I ended up spilling my deepest thoughts to him at 1 AM.

2 months into the semester, the excitement of a new chapter had worn off and my mental health took a dip. I struggled with insecurity my whole life and it was consuming me whole yet again.

I cried about how much I hated myself and how afraid I was of other people’s perceptions. He waited until I was done ranting before calmly assuring me that no one thought as badly of me as I thought they did.

“Since middle school, it was always me and Sana. Now it’s me, Sana, and Momo. With both of them next to me, I’m just never the first to catch anyone’s eyes. I’m not blaming them or anything, it's just how it is. I know I’m responsible for my own insecurities.”

“I know this may sound a little weird but this is my best attempt at shutting down your negative self image. You are not ugly, Y/n. You are far from it. When I first met you, I honestly thought you were one of the prettiest people I’ve ever met. Other than my mom of course. And now my girlfriend is #1 to me but I still genuinely think you’re pretty.”

My heart reacting to those words was the first warning.

“I don’t know, I just don’t compare to Sana or Momo, you know? It’s both my inferiority complex and the truth,” I tried to nonchalantly shrug it off.

“I’m gonna be honest and just say that you definitely caught my eye over any of those two. But uh no romantic feelings though by the way.”

The second warning.

Before the conversation could get any weirder, I changed the subject. We continued to trauma bond—a weird foundation of our friendship—until I began to doze off. His voice sounded distant as I slowly fell asleep.

“Y/n? You still there?”

A pause.

“Are you sleeping?”

I didn’t have the energy to respond.

“Good night, Y/n. I really do hope you’ll feel better.”

Another pause.

“Well um I’m just gonna keep this call going just in case you wake up from the sound of me hanging up. So uh don’t be too surprised at the call length when you wake up haha.”

The third warning. That was when I decided that I needed some space from him.

April.

Despite me trying to avoid him, it was inevitable to run into him because we were in the same friend group. I didn’t have an excuse to not attend our mutual friend’s birthday. That was how I ended up at the karaoke.

“Come on, Y/n, you barely sang tonight,” Younghoon whined.

“Yeah, I’ll pick out a song for you! You like Taylor Swift, right?” Jaehyun exclaimed as he reserved a song.

I couldn’t refute once Eric shoved the microphone in my hand. The lyrics of “Enchanted” flashed across the screen as the music began.

“The playful conversation starts. Counter all your quick remarks.”

Flashbacks of us jokingly bickering filled my mind.

“I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you.”

I hoped he wouldn’t. It would ruin our friendship.

“This is me praying that this was the very first page, not where the story line ends.”

I shook off the flashbacks to the beach trip.

“My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again. These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon.”

Those words were indeed ones I was holding back.

“Please don't be in love with someone else.”

But he already was.

“Please don't have somebody waiting on you.”

His relationship was just starting when I met him in January. I wonder if things would’ve worked out differently if we had met just a little earlier.

“I was enchanted to meet you.”

I truly was.

“Please don't be in love with someone else. Please don't have somebody waiting on you.”

The last line left my lips with a bittersweet feeling.

[bbangsoonie]

as a christian deobi, this made me so so happy 🥹❤️

kevin has such a beautiful heart and voice and it’s so inspiring to see him always be open about his faith

[bbangsoonie]

dear m makes me want to read a jaehyun childhood friends to lovers fic ☹️

[bbangsoonie]

break your rules

[social media au]

member: changmin (q) genre: fluff synopsis: being long-time friends means keeping boundaries. but turning friendship into love means crossing lines. are you and changmin willing to break the rules? will it be worth it?

release date: may 2, 2021 updates: every sun-tues (3 times a week)

ask me to be added to the tag list! :)

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[bbangsoonie]

jeong (정)

member: sunwoo genre: angst, fluff word count: 7,233 synopsis: the line between love and hate is blurred as you struggle to erase sunwoo out of your life.

a/n: lightly inspired by @timextoxhajima‘s hostis because i now understand the hype over the enemies to lovers trope

sequel: commitment

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[bbangsoonie]

this is a sign for me to write more soft sangyeon fics 🥹

Random question but do you know anyone thay writes good Sangyeon fics, preferably soft ones? Thank you!

I think now is the perfect time to discuss the lack of Sangyeon content on this website!! Bc the man does not have very many fics and I am slightly upset 😤😤

That being said... I haven't really come across any soft Sangyeon 😭😭. I do know @bbangsoonie has a couple of good ones with him and @dontflailmenow has a spicy one and is planning another. I'm sorry I can't be any more help than that 😔😔

[bbangsoonie]

I jusy wanted to let you know the link to "rekindle" in thr masterlist actually takes you to "forgot me not" your work is really good to btw!!

how did you know i was fixing my masterlist literally right now LOOOOOL

thank you so much for letting me know and for your lovely compliment ! ☺️❤️

[bbangsoonie]

heyy! i've been a silent reader for a while but i wanted to drop an ask after i saw your post about you getting the rona :(( i hope you're feeling a little better!! i really love your fics, especially 정, since i'm a korean american as well! it's not often that i see korean americans who like kpop... so im so glad to become one of your fans! your fics give light to my day :)) i hope you feel better soon!! - 🍭

aksbeixbrid you’re so sweet !! 🥺❤️

i am still sick but the symptoms have been getting better :’D

i’m so glad you enjoyed 정! it’s honestly such a beautiful word and i hope i did its translation and interpretation justice hehe

your ask just made MY day 🥹 i hope to see you in my inbox again 🥰

[bbangsoonie]

HIII ITS BEEN SO LONGG HRU !! ><

hello helloooo

i am trying to be productive while in isolation ! :’D

it’s nice to be back on tumblr tho !! ☺️

[bbangsoonie]

hi!! i just read 11 parts of your tbz over flowers smau and it’s honestly the first smau i’ve liked, it’s so funny and entertaining!! thank u so much for writing!

thank you so so much for your kind words 🥹❤️

[bbangsoonie]

hello! can i be added to the taglist for boyz over flowers?

i feel terrible letting you know that i have discontinued boyz over flowers 😔 but i do have a permanent tag list and will be back with another smau !

[bbangsoonie]

hi! hope you're doing okay :)) so glad you're back !! just wanted to drop in and say im so invested in boyz over flowers! i don't usually follow/like social media au's but you do it so well- i check your blog regularly on the update days. looking forward to all the future updates <3

i haven’t checked my inbox in forever i’m so sorry my response is so late 😭 thank you so much for your supportive words and i’m so sorry to announce that boyz over flowers has been discontinued ☹️

[bbangsoonie]

update:

after much thought and hesitation, i have ultimately made the decision to discontinue this smau. i usually don’t post smaus until they’re completely done so it’s my fault for thinking i could post while writing. i don’t do well under self created deadlines and i honestly lost inspiration. i wanted to push through and finish but my mental health hasn’t been at its best. i love writing and don’t want it to become stressful for me

i do have a general ending in mind for the plot, if anyone’s interested in asking questions. but other than that, sadly this is the last of boyz over flowers

i am so sorry to disappoint everyone who’s shown love and support for this smau. i promise i’ll be back with a better prepared smau !!

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member: younghoon synopsis: a scholarship student stirs change by transferring to a prestigious university for korea’s wealthiest students. the school’s “it” boy and the new girl immediately take a dislike to each other while the latter begins to adjust to her new life.

release date: september 20, 2021 updates: every mon, weds, fri (3 times a week)

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