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THE OVERCUT by rizzistant
Fandoms: 캐시 오어 크레딧 | Cash or Credit (Webcomic), 캐시 오어 크레딧 | Cash or Credit (Manhwa)
25 Oct 2025
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A simple $50 million annual sacrifice, that's what his career had become to an antique reputation. All of it in service of an enamel shield that repaid him only with disappointment and bad luck. He had let everything out in the Sky Sports F1 interview, a grumbled confession that probably secured him another thousand emails about media management and brand image. He didn't care. He was already running on nothing but disappointed and permanently annoyed.
"I told them we needed to pit early," he said, staring past the camera like it was the dirty air from a backmarker. "But they just kept saying they had years of experience doing things their own way. Then, when we lost, the principal finally goes, 'Oh, what you said yesterday? Yeah, I guess you were right, Michael.' You see? We need to shake things up."
Short and pointed, Michael didn't offer suggestions, he delivered verdicts, leaving no room for bullshit. But he was stuck here, the official, unpaid mascot for corporate delusion, partially because of the pathetic depth of his own loyalty to this badge, and partially because of Kay De Keith. The kid. Keith, the new slot filler.
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Bobby hyped ISAC for PR but the girls saw only risks. Pain, missed comebacks, and lurking demons. Rumi, Mira, and Zoey spoke of falls and tight schedules. Their worried mood snapped the moment he announced Saja Boys were in.
Music Bank. Soda Pop. They kept beating them on charts, even hitting the Billboard Hot 100. This new group, Saja Boys, was giving her actual wrinkles, and probably costing them a few lightsticks. Just so annoying. This ISAC was the chance. A real shot to take them down, not just on a chart.
The event became a focused hunt for the group—because a glorified field day for idols is clearly the perfect spot for a demon hunt. They took their roles, ready for a different fight.
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ISAC behind the scenes—where rivalry meets feelings and things go south.
ACT I: Rujinu
ACT II: Zoeystery -
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"No more hiding, Rumi," Mira stated, her gaze pinning Rumi's. "Not from us. We talked about this."
Rumi met Mira's stare, her own eyes hard. "Nothing to hide," she countered, her voice flat. "Nothing left to say. That's the whole damn picture."
"Jinu," Zoey whispered, her hand finding Rumi's sleeve, a soft tug. "Is it because of him?"
Rumi's insides twisted. 'Yes. It was him. Always him.'
Saying it was impossible. She couldn't admit she missed a demon, missed him enough to want a whole different end for them. They wouldn't get it—they couldn't feel him like this in her bones. Her contract sure didn't cover grieving a demon or having his ghost-soul hijack her life. And since when did anything go her way?
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Jinu's gone, but Rumi got him, soul and all.
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His world stopped, and he felt like a stranger looking out of his own eyes. Loneliness felt like a wall he'd built brick by careful brick around himself. He wanted to be loved, to be seen past the flaws, believing he was destined to be alone. His present existence felt always just... under a cloud by a crushing load of unanswered questions.
Cold and alone, he just lay there. He was just Ivan Baek, with his body. Socializing just drained him.
Then, everything changed. Before, it hadn't mattered if he was around or not. But without him, Ivan realized, his days felt empty. On weekends when the boy didn't come, the house felt like all the life had been sucked out of it. He started missing his chatter, his laughter, even his teasing.
His insides clamped down. All Ivan wanted was to keep him there, all to himself. The thought felt heavy, wrong. He knew he couldn't, shouldn't. But the weird voice in his head wouldn't quit—was that even okay? Wanting someone this much? Wanting Till Lee this much?
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IVANTILL Week (2025) D1–D7 + Bonus
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"Here. You take it. I can make do." He offered it, like it was perfectly normal to just give away scarce food.
Nobody just gave things away. Not here. Not now. This thought sparked a weird knot in Till's chest, a conflicting blend of relief (potatoes!) and deep suspicion. His brow furrowed slightly. "Why?" he managed, the single word coming out harsher than he intended.
Ivan's smile, without a single falter, didn't even twitch. "Just being neighborly, I guess," he replied, his eyes actually crinkling at the corners. "And I know how tough it can be to get fresh food these days. Especially if you're not from around here." His gaze knew more than it should, which just made Till want to recoil. "You went to SNU too, didn't you? I saw your bag outside."
He then gestured towards Till's scuffed backpack slung over Till's shoulder, a bright red luggage tag still dangling from a zipper. "And the name tag, of course. Till Lee. Nice to finally put a name to the never-not-annoyed face."
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Ivan and Till's forced cohabitation: a total mess of weird feelings and things going sideways.
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Pilot Ivan X Musician Till AU: Shattered by Till, Ivan sought the vast indifference of the sky, enlisting in the South Korean Air Force. Getting to fly those planes wasn't easy—years after his basic service, he had to go through tough officer training and even tougher flight school. Yet, even way up high, the memory of Till stayed with him.
Every turn he made in the sky, every time he went up or down, he'd almost hear a laugh they shared. The shape of a cloud looked just like a smile he used to know. The big empty space above, that was supposed to help him forget, instead became like a screen showing him the past, with all those times they looked at each other and the quiet songs they knew.
Holding tight to the controls couldn't steer him away from thinking about those days, every flight just bringing back the sweet and sad feeling of a love that had flown away.
This whole series is being rewritten
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I just realized that my two AUs are both inspired by G-Dragon songs, so I'm making them a series.
ACT I: UNTITLED, 2024
ACT II: CROOKED (Kind of Love)
ACT III: We're Partners (But Don't Tell Anyone We're in Love)- Words:
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