The Hill [BL or Straight] Ravok Thalen was once a proud warrior demon, feared in battle but different from his kin. He carried loyalty, love, and kindness within him, though buried deep. His world shattered when his wife died in the war, struck down before his eyes. From that day, his heart burned for revenge against the angel who killed her. I never knew. When we first met, he seemed only human. Strong, serious, but gentle with me. We grew close, and in time we became lovers. For two years we built memories together, laughter mixing with his rare smiles. Yet one night, he disappeared into the dark. I followed, and there I saw his truth — his body shifting into a demon, horns rising, wings unfolding. My chest froze. He was the same man I had seen on the battlefield… the one who watched as I, unknowingly, struck down his wife. I carried the weight of that secret for months. Guilt tore at me until I could no longer keep it inside. At last, I brought him to the hill where we first met, under the sunset. He smiled at me softly, not knowing. My heart broke. I revealed myself — wings of light spreading as my angel form shone. His smile shattered. He froze, then rage swallowed him whole. In an instant he attacked, his hand crushing my neck. His human face ripped into demon form, horns curling, tattoo glowing, black wings spreading wide. His silver eyes filled with both tears and fury as he held me close, torn between love and hate.

"Behind the Curtain" [BL or Straight] We grew up together since kids, never in the same house, but always side by side. In college we drifted, chasing different paths—he went to music, I built my career in the city. Now he is Jae Min Seo, the famous artist with twenty awards, loved by the world. But to me, he is still the boy I knew, the one who makes me laugh, the one who gets jealous too easily, the one who always protects me. Our love is secret, hidden between his stage and my office life. When I see him on screen, I wonder, does he still see me as the same childhood friend he once knew? Or am I now just his secret? How long can we keep this love away from the world? And if the world finds out… will I be strong enough to stand with him?

The Edge of Mercy [BL or Straight] I am a witch, feared and misunderstood. In a nearby village, I saved the farm from a wolf attack, yet the kingdom labels all witches as evil. The villagers, terrified, hired Ryven Thal—the legendary witch hunter—to capture me. I knew of him by reputation: cold, merciless, always precise. I tried to hide, using my magic only to protect, but every step I took drew him closer. Shadows followed me, heart pounding—not just from fear, but something unfamiliar stirring inside me. I thought I could outsmart him, escape, but the path I trusted twisted into a trap. Now I stand before him. His eyes are sharp, unreadable, yet heavy with something I cannot name. He moves with deadly calm, a hunter who knows everything, yet my chest aches with a strange pull. Am I his prey—or something more? How far will he go? And what happens now that I cannot run?

Chains Beneath the Waves [BL or Straight] I am a mermaid, and I hated one man more than all. Darius Veynar. He killed my brother with his spear, and from that day I swore to take revenge. I sank a great ship full of gold and treasures, just to hurt him and his kings. I wanted him to feel the same pain I carried in my heart. He hunted me many times. His ships came with nets, harpoons, and fire. But I always escaped. I knew how humans worked, how their ships moved, how they thought. I broke his sails, dragged his men into storms, and disappeared before his eyes. He grew angry, but he never stopped chasing me. Every fight between us burned with hate, but also with something I could not name. One night I became too sure of myself. I swam close, thinking I knew every trick. That is when his trap caught me. Strange chains of light wrapped around my body, and I could not break free. I fought, I screamed, but his hands held me. His eyes did not only show pride—they showed hunger, and something softer I could not understand. Now I am his prisoner. The sea is far, and I cannot run. My revenge burns, but so does something else inside me. He has me now. But what am I to him—enemy, trophy, or something more? And what will I become, bound in his chains?

Shattered Echoes [BL or Straight] Back in senior high school, he was the top of our class—Ryo Velasquez-Takahashi. I had just transferred, coming from a poor family with only one goal: win the scholarship. But against him, I was always second. Frustration grew inside me. A few months later, I noticed him eyeing me, following me around. Letters and gifts appeared in my desk and locker, until one day I caught him planting them. When I confronted him, he confessed his feelings. I didn’t answer right away, but my friends and I formed a plan: make him fall deeply in love, distract him, and take his spot. We dated for two years. I always made sure I ranked first while he remained second. On graduation day, I achieved my goal—the scholarship. He stood beside me, proud but broken, as I confessed I had only used him. My cruel words shattered him, and I walked away. Two years later, my family moved, and I was transferred into a new university. Fate twisted the knife—I found him there. At first, I didn’t even recognize him. He was different: confident, charming, admired. This time, Ryo flipped the game. He flirted, pursued, and pulled me into his world. Slowly, I fell in love with him for real. I thought maybe this was redemption, maybe we could start over. But then I overheard him with his friends—he had only used me. Every laugh, every kiss, every sweet word… all of it was his revenge. My heart broke in ways I never imagined, because this time I truly loved him. When I confronted him, his words were sharp, merciless. Now I wonder… did I deserve this pain? Or was it fate’s cruel way of returning what I once gave? Can love built on lies ever survive? Or is this the end of us?

The Ashes Between Us [BL or Straight] The desert night was cruel when they dragged me into the village. My wrists burned from the ropes, and they pushed me down before their leader. His name was Kaelen Duskfire, the man feared by nobles and royals, the flame of the south. His red-orange hair caught the torchlight, his eyes sharper than blades. “A noble,” he spat, his voice full of venom. “The blood I hate most. You dare appear in my land?” I wanted to cry, but I forced myself to speak. “I left that life. I don’t want it anymore. I only want freedom.” Kaelen’s glare did not soften. He stepped closer, his shadow heavy over me. “Freedom?” he said coldly. “You nobles know nothing of chains.” Then he grabbed me by the collar, pulling me close enough to feel the heat of his breath. “You will not walk free here. Not yet.” The people around him waited for his order, and he gave it without hesitation. “Take this one. Lock them away.” They dragged me into a dark stone cell, the door clanging shut behind me. My chest tightened. Was this my punishment for escaping the life I hated? Was I now a prisoner in a village that despised my very blood? And Kaelen… why imprison me instead of killing me? Did he see something in me he could use, or was there another reason hidden behind his ruthless eyes? What would become of me now—and what would become of him, a man torn between hatred and something he refuses to name?

Bound by Years [BL or Straight] Since childhood, Lucian and I were tied together. Our fathers were best friends, and because of that, we grew up side by side, sharing every moment as if life refused to separate us. He was always the loud one, the playful troublemaker, while I learned to live with his constant teasing. Somehow, no matter how different we were, we fit. Now we are both twenty-one, studying abroad in a famous university. Fate placed us as dorm mates, once again stuck together like before. Nothing really changed—he is still a genius who gets what he wants, still the annoying type who laughs at my reactions, and still the playboy who enjoys flirting with everyone. But something feels different now. When the nights grow quiet and it’s just the two of us, his voice softens, his eyes linger too long, and his jokes turn into words that almost sound like confessions. He treats the world like a game, yet with me, he hesitates—as if he’s afraid to lose what we have. And so I ask myself—are we just best friends who can’t let go of the past, or are we something we never dared to name?

Rival’s Shadow [BL or Straight] I was transferred into this prestigious university as one of the scholars under his father’s company. That’s how I first knew him — Adrian Cole, the campus star. We became classmates, and to make it worse, neighbors in the dorm. At first, I hated him because of his arrogant looks… or maybe I just thought he looked down on me. But then he started doing things on purpose, joking about me in class, humiliating me in small ways. For a whole year, he made me feel uncomfortable. It all exploded the day I yelled at him out of frustration, and that was the start of our so-called “hate.” But does he really hate me? Because even after two years in the same major — Business and Economics — he still keeps teasing me. Sometimes I wonder… is this really hate, or is it something else he wants me to feel?

What Happened After the Reunion? [BL/Straight] Yukihiro Sato and I had been best friends since childhood. From running around the same streets to sitting side by side through school, we grew up like family. In college, nothing really changed—he was still the smart and talented one, making everyone laugh with jokes that were sharp but somehow warm. For me, he was the person I could always count on. Last night was our high school reunion. Everyone was drinking, laughing, and telling old stories. I remember Yukihiro pulling me aside when I started stumbling, telling me I couldn’t handle my liquor, his tone teasing but steady. After that, everything went dark for me. This morning, I woke up with my head spinning. The sunlight cut through the room, and then I froze—because I was lying in the same bed as Yukihiro. Neither of us was wearing anything. My heart raced, my mind empty. When I turned, he was already awake, watching me calmly. He remembered everything. I remembered nothing. What really happened after the reunion? Did we cross a line we can’t return from, or was this something that’s been waiting for us all along?

When Shadows Meet the Crown [BL or Straight] When we were kids, Ardyn was not a king yet. He was just a boy with sharp eyes and a restless heart. I remember the night I saved him from an assassin’s blade. That was the start of our bond. For years after, we were close—friends who trusted each other more than anyone else. But that ended when his father died. He became king, and I never saw him again. He grew into a ruler. I grew into a fighter. Six years ago, he turned my hometown into bait during the war. Families were slaughtered, friends buried in fire. I could not forgive him. And when the nobles under his crown began hurting the poor, stealing from children, drowning the land in corruption, I swore to rise against him. For five years I’ve been wanted, hunted like an animal, leading a secret group against his empire. And now—he calls for me. No army. No guards. No weapons. Just him and me. I stand in the grand chamber. Empty stone walls, heavy silence. He sits on his throne, crown shining, eyes fixed on me like he’s been waiting for this moment all along. “You saved my life once,” he says quietly. “Now you want to end it. Tell me—are you here for justice, or something else?” My breath is heavy. His words cut deeper than any sword. I feel the pull of memory, of who he once was to me. I feel the weight of the people I’ve lost. And questions burn inside me: Do I face him as my enemy, or the boy I once called friend? Do I hate the king… or do I still see the man? And what if, after all this time, I can’t decide?

Beneath His Silence [BL or Straight] I first knew Malik as a shadow in my life. He was the man everyone feared, the name spoken with respect and warning. I never thought he would notice me. But he did. At first, it was only business—small conversations, cold orders, nothing more. Yet slowly, he began to keep me close, as if I was part of his plans, as if he was studying me. We became something difficult to explain. Not friends, not simply partners. He never confessed affection, but his obsession grew in small ways—his hand on my shoulder when others looked, his silent gaze when I tried to pull away. The world thinks I am just another person orbiting his empire, but I know I hold a place no one else does. Now in the present, I stand at his side. I feel his power pressing on me, both a comfort and a cage. His care is control, his silence is louder than love. And I wonder—am I chosen, or am I trapped? Do I belong to him, or have I lost myself to his obsession?

The Messy Return [Romance or Not] I left the dorm for two days because my cousin got into an accident, so I rushed home. When I came back, I opened the door and almost fainted—the room was a disaster. Clothes hanging on chairs, books on the floor, ramen cups like decorations. And there was Jang Min-jae, standing in the middle, scratching his neck with an awkward look. He said, “Uh… welcome back?” He’s cocky, noisy, always teasing me, but sometimes he helps in small ways. Still, looking at him now… is he just my annoying dormmate, or could it be something else? Romance or not?

Enemy in My Shadow [BL or Straight] I was sent on a mission — steal the blueprint of a new weapon. I wasn’t alone. A man was hired to work with me, my partner in dangerous jobs for months. We fought side by side, trusted each other in the shadows. But when we reached the target, something stopped me cold. In a family portrait on the wall, I saw his face… younger, beside a powerful man I recognized — the head of the biggest mafia empire. My partner. My companion. The man I thought I knew was Ivan Min-joon, the heir to the empire I was fighting against. All this time, he knew who I was. He played along, letting me think I was safe. When I tried to escape, he caught me. His men beat me, chained me. I was [grape by him], left broken and humiliated, my dignity stolen

Do You Still Remember Me? [BL or Straight] We’ve been together since high school, from when we were 17, through college, and into adulthood. Kang Jisoo—once cold and arrogant—learned to smile, to love, to be gentle, all because of us. We had years of memories: his shy confessions, the songs he played for me on the piano, the way he always walked me home. We dreamed of our wedding. One rainy night, after work, he drove home with a gift and an engagement ring, ready to ask me to be his forever. But fate was cruel. The accident didn’t just hurt his body—it erased me from his mind. Now when I speak, my words mean nothing to him. When I look into his eyes, there’s no warmth, no recognition… only distance. I still see the man I love, but he looks at me like a stranger. Was he truly going to propose that night? And if he never remembers, am I holding on to a love that no longer exists… except in me?

Debt of Desire [BL/Straight] I came from a poor family. My parents’ business went bankrupt, leaving us over a million dollars in debt. Now they run a small store just to survive. I’m the eldest son, with a younger brother still studying. I worked in a company owned by Lazaro “Valen” DeSantis — the richest and most powerful mafia boss in the world. To help my family, I borrowed money from a private loan agency. I used it to pay half the debt. But the loan sharks started harassing my parents and threatening the store. Then one day, the boss called me to his private office. “You’re carrying a million-dollar debt,” he said, staring right through me. My heart stopped. How does he know? Then he spoke again. “That agency... it’s mine.” I froze in shock. He leaned back and looked at me calmly. “I’ll erase your debt. But in return… you’ll become my secret lover. I’ll call when I need you. You’ll act the part. You’ll be paid thousands each time.” Silence filled the room. I stood there, trembling slightly. Was this the price I had to pay… to save my family?

"I Didn't See It Coming" In high school, we barely talked. He was just a quiet guy in the same class. In college, we ended up in the same group for a project. From there, we talked a bit more—laughed, hung out a few times, nothing too deep. It was normal. Years later, we’re coworkers now. Different teams, same floor. We see each other often, sometimes eat lunch with the same group. At first, it felt nice—familiar. He talked more than before, even joked around. But something started to shift. Little things. His eyes always found me in a crowd. He knew where I was even when I didn’t post anything. I’d feel him standing too close, watching too long. Then stuff started disappearing from my desk. A pen. A photo. A note appeared one morning: “Sorry… Did I do something wrong?” I never confronted him. Just stepped back slowly. Less talking. Less eye contact. But the messages kept coming. “Why are you avoiding me?” “Don’t change on me.” Now when he smiles at me, it doesn’t feel warm—it feels like a warning. I used to think he was just shy. But now… Was he always like this, or did I help him get closer without knowing what he really was?

Our Quiet Start [BL/Straight] We’ve been dating for two years now. I met Elian back in college during a group project. He was quiet, serious, and not really the type to talk much. But he always helped me, even outside class. When I forgot my umbrella, he gave me his. When I stayed late studying, he waited for me. I didn’t notice it at first, but he was always there—always kind, always calm. One day, after class, he stopped me and said, “I like being around you. I don’t know if this means anything to you, but it means a lot to me.” That’s when it started. He didn’t ask with big words or fancy moves. Just honesty. He held my hand, waited for me to answer. I said yes. And since then, we’ve been together. Now it’s been two years. He still gets jealous sometimes, but he never hides his love. He never leaves. And I wonder... will we stay like this forever? Or will we change too?

"Taming the Storm" [BL / Straight] Adrian Nam, the hot-headed national swimmer, just lost his longtime coach. After too many fights and broken trust, the coach finally quit, saying, “I can’t deal with his ego anymore.” That’s when I was hired—his new coach, or maybe just his next target. At our first meeting, Adrian gave me a cold, arrogant look, like I was already wasting his time. Days passed, and he only got more difficult—late to training, ignoring plans, doing things his way. But strangely… he wasn’t as cruel as people said. Maybe he just didn’t know how to trust. Months went by. I learned his moods, his silence, even the way he hides pressure behind anger. Then one day, we fought. Loud. Ugly. "You think you know me?" he snapped. "You don't." And maybe I didn’t. But now I wonder… Can I melt this storm—or will I only make it worse?

Scarlet Ashes [BL/Straight] He held my hand on our wedding day and said he loved me. I believed him. Prince Liang Xun was kind, strong, and mine. But it was all a lie. That night, his clan attacked. My family was killed—my father, my mother, even the children. Our home burned. He stood there, watching. He chose power, not me. I was the only one who lived. A servant helped me escape, but she died too. I lost everything. For years, I hid. I trained, I learned how to fight. My heart turned cold. Now I wear a mask. I have no name. I only have one goal: revenge. He became emperor. But I will destroy him. When I finally face him, broken and afraid, I will say: "You should have loved me. Now I will take everything from you."