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Yunho sees him immediately.
It doesn’t matter that he’s wearing a beanie that obscures most of his forehead, or that the half-drawn sleeves of his hoodie reveal a plethora of tattoos Yunho far from recognises. Even the new broadness of his shoulders or the inch he’s gained in height does nothing to sway him. Yunho knows those eyes, sees them in his dreams.
That’s Song Mingi. His Mingi.
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song mingi and jeong yunho are best friends and trainees who are all set for debut. life has other plans.
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25 Nov 2025
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Something about the scar is wrong, he thinks. He knows. It's not right. It's not on the right side. It's not quite high enough, not quite jagged enough.
Something is wrong with it, and Seonghwa doesn't know why or how he knows this, but he does.Seonghwa's dreams are strange, but they have a pattern: Seonghwa lives a different life. San is always with him. Sometimes, they are together.
And every time, in every single life, San always dies to save him.
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08 Oct 2025
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From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.
Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.
Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."
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seonghwa has always known that something’s a little different with him.
the first time that he realised what was different with him was when he hugged his halemoni the day after she had gone to the hospital. he remembers his mother telling him to be gentle with her, to hug her carefully because she was in a lot of pain. when he did, he felt her aches down to his very bones and he watched as his grandmother looked at him in surprise as the pain transported from her body to his. he was only six at the time, he barely understood it, but he can still remember how he felt, how much he hurt while he hugged her and took the pain away.
“seong-ah,” she had told him in a quiet voice, making sure that even his parents couldn’t hear. “you have to be careful with this. you’re very powerful, agi, very special. i don’t want anyone to ever use you to help themselves.”
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seonghwa was born blessed (or cursed, depending on who you ask) with the ability to take away others' pain.
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