My Model (BL)
Okay, this story’s called My Model, and it starts pretty chill.
Soo Ah’s just this regular art student, kind of awkward but sweet, and he needs someone to model for his class project. So, out of nowhere, he asks Devin—the quiet, serious guy with black hair, always dressed sharp, who gives off a mafia-ish vibe but still somehow shows up to school every day like it's normal.
Soo Ah didn’t expect him to say yes.
But Devin just looks at him and goes, “Be your model? Sigh... What a kid. I like you, though.”
And boom. Now they’re meeting every other day, Soo Ah sketching with his ears red, and Devin pretending he’s not secretly enjoying the attention. It’s awkward, cute, and honestly? A little flirty. They don’t even realize how close they’re getting until one day, Devin asks, “You seriously want me to keep doing this?”
And Soo Ah—nervous, but brave—just says, “Yeah. I like you.”
So yeah, it’s a slow-burn, school-life BL. Funny, soft, and a little messy. But it’s about two boys figuring things out through art, teasing, and a whole lot of quiet moments that start to feel like something more.
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Chapter: 5. Lee FamilyIt was lunchtime on the plane, and the air hostesses were moving through the aisle, serving meals to the passengers. One of them stopped beside Lee Soo-ah’s seat and gently placed a tray of food in front of him.“Enjoy your meal, sir,” she said with a polite smile before walking away.Soo-ah nodded slightly and picked up the fork, silently beginning to eat. The food was decent—nothing special—but it was warm and enough to keep him going.As he shifted the items on the tray, his eyes caught a folded piece of paper tucked near the corner of the tray. Curious, he picked it up and unfolded it. Inside was a handwritten phone number.Soo-ah glanced across the aisle and caught sight of the same air hostess, who quickly turned away and disappeared down the cabin. He let out a quiet sigh, clearly annoyed.Seriously? he thought, folding the paper back up and shoving it into the side of the tray. He reached for his water and took a long sip before continuing to eat, pretending nothing had happene
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Chapter: 4. You’re a Quiet OneDevin was fast asleep in his room, the night silent, the air still. The only sound was the quiet hum of the ceiling fan above. But then, without warning, the door creaked open—softly, deliberately.A man stepped inside, his face hidden behind a black mask, a silenced pistol gripped tightly in his gloved hand. He moved quietly, every step calculated, and raised the gun toward the bed.Just as his finger tensed on the trigger, Devin’s eyes snapped open.In one swift motion, Devin grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it hard, forcing the gun away. With a sharp pull, he yanked the intruder down and pinned him to the floor.“Now,” Devin growled, eyes burning with rage, “tell me—who the hell sent you?”The masked man struggled, shocked. What the hell? He thought. How did he know I was here? How is he this strong?“— Don’t know!” the man stammered.Devin’s grip tightened. Without hesitation, he twisted the man’s arm until a sickening crack filled the room. The intruder screamed in pain.“I won
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Chapter: 3. UnseenThe gallery was quiet except for the soft footsteps of visitors and the occasional murmur of admiration. The open art exhibition at Seoul National University had drawn in a small but engaged crowd.Devin moved through the room silently, hands in his pockets, his sharp gaze scanning the paintings along the walls. He didn’t look like he belonged here, dressed in a sleek dark suit, his presence radiating danger and power. Most people instinctively moved out of his way.But then his steps slowed.A small painting, tucked between two larger canvases, caught his eye. At first, it seemed ordinary—a park scene, sunlight filtering through trees. But then… he saw it.In the distance of the painting, near a tall tree, was a lone figure with his back turned. The way the coat hung off one arm, the posture, and the way his hand rested in his pocket were unmistakable.It was him.“What the hell…” Devin whispered, his brows furrowing.He stepped closer, jaw tightening. The nameplate beneath the frame
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Chapter: 2. SNUDevin sank into the sofa on the opposite side of the lavish living room, his posture tired, annoyed. He didn’t even bother looking at his mother directly.“Why are you here?” he asked, voice low and cold.Yoon Seo-jin, sharp in her tailored black suit, crossed one leg over the other. Her glare was sharp enough to cut glass.“We were supposed to meet with the Mexican mafia leader today,” she replied.Devin scoffed and turned his face away, jaw tightening.“Why don’t you deal with it on your own?” he muttered.Seo-jin’s expression hardened instantly. She stood up abruptly, her voice rising.“So what will you do instead, huh? Sit here like a useless piece of trash?!”Devin’s eyes darkened as he slowly turned back toward her. His tone dropped even lower, laced with quiet fury.“Fine. I’m useless now,” he said. “Then leave. I want some rest.”Without warning, Seo-jin grabbed the glass sitting on the table and hurled it at him.Devin shifted slightly—just enough. The glass crashed into the w
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Chapter: 1. Foolish The streets of Seoul were quieter at night, yet they never felt truly silent. Somewhere between the neon reflections on the pavement and the subtle hum of distant traffic, Yoon Jae-won, better known in the underworld as Devin, walked with a cigarette tucked between his lips. Smoke curled around his sharp jawline as he exhaled slowly, the night air cool against his face.His long black coat hung from one arm, casually slung over his shoulder. One hand remained buried in the pocket of his tailored pants while his sharp, unapproachable gaze scanned the empty path ahead. His entire presence radiated quiet danger—his posture, his silence, his aura. A man you'd cross the street to avoid. A man you don’t talk to.So when someone grabbed his arm out of nowhere, Devin instinctively narrowed his eyes.“Hey!” the boy panted, clearly out of breath. “Come with me. Now.”Devin turned his head slowly, his cigarette still burning. He gave the stranger a once-over: young, maybe early twenties, thin fra
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