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"Each night, I wished for you to find me, like a prince rescuing his princess from evils. I wished for you to be my hero, even as the pages of my life turned against me. Each night, I cast my wishes into the dark, praying you'd come and turn my story around. I longed for you and your presence, your scent never left me even in your absence, I guess I was just forgetting the cruel truth, with false hopes trying to heal my pain. When the truth was bitter and dark, I was trapped in a cruel novel written by the merciless author, not a princess from one of a fairytale. By the time I realized, It was all a brutal reality, i was already too late, I came to know you were living with some another me." ── ᯓᡣ𐭩 ── Started: July 6, 2024, Saturday. Ended: August 9, 2024, Friday.

Moon Suah lives among dusty vinyl records and unsent letters... reminders of a boy who left for war and never returned the same. Kim Seokjin, once the town's golden boy, returns as a man shaped by silence and sorrow, seeking solace in melodies of the past. When a forgotten song draws him into Suah's record shop, old emotions stir beneath layers of time and regret. Amid cherry blossoms, static-filled lullabies, and long-forgotten letters, their paths cross again... not as who they were, but as who they've become. A Distant Melody is a tender, slow-burning romance about memory, healing, and the courage it takes to love someone twice.

I only wanted to forget. Forget the edge of the cliff. Forget the scream swallowed by the ocean. Forget the girl who slipped through my silence and never surfaced. Lee Y/n... She was the quiet no one heard, until she made me listen. And when she fell, so did something inside me. They still call me golden. They still cheer when I walk by. But they don't see the cracks. The water in my lungs. The guilt wrapped around my throat. Then she came back. Or someone who wears her face. Same eyes. Same voice. But this girl... Y/n Kang... she doesn't tremble. She laughs like thunder and walks like war. She's fearless... and she's watching me. I think she knows. I think she remembers. And now it's my turn to fall. This is the story of a boy who couldn't confess, and a girl who came back from the dead... not to be saved, but to pull him under.

I only wanted a fresh start. A new school, a new name in the attendance sheet, a quiet desk near the window, and silence that didn't hurt. But then he saw me. Jeon Jungkook... the golden boy with a crown no one gave, but everyone bowed to. He laughed like a prince, but his eyes held storms. And I? I made the mistake of shining for just one second. One mark above him. One breath of air too proud. Now I'm his favorite game. He bruised me without ever touching, tore me down with smiles, and whispered fear in the spaces no one looks. And I kept falling. But I wasn't born to break. Not again. Not after the river took my cousin and left me with a fear so deep, it still sings in my dreams. I told myself I'd never drown again. But that was before the cliff. Before the party. This is the story of a girl who tried to survive silence, and a boy who ruled through it.

Alyssa Bell never believed in fairy tales... especially not ones that start with spilled coffee and a broken umbrella. But when Emerson James returns to town with jazz in his soul and love letters tucked between record sleeves, everything begins to feel like a song waiting to be written. In a world of jukebox dreams, diner booths, and family expectations, can love really strike in a single glance... or will it take a few rainy nights to know for sure?

She met him on a Tuesday night... jazz spilling through the walls, her tea gone cold, and her temper hot. He opened the door with a crooked smile, shirt half-buttoned, violin in hand, like sin wrapped in suspenders. "You're loud," she said. "You're stunning," he replied. Neighbors by chance, rivals by rhythm, and lovers written in the spaces between her typewriter keys and his midnight melodies. In a city of secrets and smoky bars, where women rewrote rules and men chased dreams in bowties... Aaira Stark never meant to fall in love. But then again, love never did ask for permission.

She met him at midnight, over the hum of printing presses and a spilled bottle of ink. Barefoot in slippers, temper blazing, he stood there... shirtless, grinning, bowtie undone... and called her Brownie. Minji Sinclair was supposed to blend in. A name tag borrowed. A life disguised. But Park Jimin, the new journalist with jazz in his voice and chaos in his smile, had a way of ruining everything she carefully hid... including her heart. In a world of smoke-filled speakeasies, masquerade balls, and headlines that never told the full truth, she was a mystery he couldn't resist. And he? He was the story she never meant to write. One lie started it all. One dance nearly ended it. But sometimes, the best kind of love... is the one you meet by accident. At midnight. With ink on your hands. And your heart wide open.

Azura Harrington lives a life full of glitter and lies. Kim Namjoon, a quiet rebel with a camera, walks into her world like a soft storm. She is fire and red lipstick. He is ink and gentle hands. They weren't looking for love... but somehow, they found it in stolen photographs, quiet glances, and a kiss under moonlight. A love story blooming where no one believed it could.

Scarlet Rogers was meant to marry a man she didn't love. Kim Taehyung was never meant to be a groom. But when one vanished and the other was in the wrong place at the wrong time, they exchanged vows neither of them planned to keep. She wore pearls and secrets. He wore nerves and a borrowed tie. And somehow, in a city that never slowed down, they found something unexpected in quiet glances, awkward dinners, and shared silence between clinking teacups. What began as a mistake turns into something delicate... a love that tiptoes in, slow as champagne bubbles rising to the rim, sweet as laughter behind closed doors.

In a colorful arcade full of old-school games, Caroline Maximoff walks in with a plan and a purpose. Wolfrah D'Aragon meets her with a grin and no interest in following the rules. She's all about order; he's all about fun. When they team up for a charity event, sparks fly...not just from the arcade machines. The more they play, the more they realize that maybe the best way to win is to stop following the rules... and just fall.