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Hyungu loves so deeply that he can barely contain it. His fingers itch with it until he can transcribe it through his guitar, weaving melodies and riffs that reveal how he really feels. His love is like hypernovae, bright and shimmering and all-encompassing. He burns with it, aches with it, but it is not enough.
His friends are his stars, his suns, the ones who light up his universe. He is nothing but a comet that orbits them, grazing, but never quite striking in fear of burning away entirely. He thinks his love might be too small.
(or, alternatively: four times hyungu's friends don't understand how much he loves them, and the one time they finally do.)
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Beomseok never understood the fear of silver wolves.
In his eyes, they were just a species too reserved to try to open the doors of their land to outsiders. They didn't share their culture, they didn't share their traditions, they didn't try to interact with others, because, for them, they alone were more than enough.
Beomseok valued space, so he understood.
But elves are curious by nature.
And the chief hunter, Kang Wooyoung, had become a very stimulating factor in his stay in Khilana.
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- Part 3 of Wooseok's Crumbs
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But Beomseok was like a lost star orbiting in the middle of the galaxy. From afar, Wooyoung could believe he knew him, believe that the distance between them was just a few steps he could easily cross, but once the distance narrowed, Wooyoung couldn't go any further.
No matter how close Wooyoung thought he was, Beomseok always reminded him that he couldn't cross that line.
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- Part 1 of Wooseok's Crumbs
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There’s no tomorrow. Here, I win or die. by jellis_notes
Fandoms: Weak Hero (Webcomic), 약한영웅 | Weak Hero (TV)
29 Oct 2025
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“Newbie. What’s your name?”
“…”
Wooyoung raises an eyebrow.
“Go on. Speak up. I won’t hurt you.”
“Seo… Seo Juntae.”
“Nice to meet you. Any other doc speaks to you like that and I’ll do the same for you, got it? We’re in the same boat here.”
“G..Got it..”
Wooyoung nods before he feels the familiar needles piercing his neck, a security guard putting him in a straightjacket and his body being dragged to the padded room before he blacks out.