Boo Seungkwan Novels & Stories

Wait a minute, is that Lee Taeyong? Once they stopped in front of us, I got a good view and my jaw dropped down to my feet. A group of seven boys. BTS. Kim Taehyung, Park Jimin, Kim Namjoon, Min Yoongi, Kim Seokjin, Jeon Jungkook and Jung Hoseok. There were other idols I didn't know but I could at least recognize them. I stared around with a stupid smile. It's like having your very own mega multifan sign event. Is that even a thing? I don't know.

"Son of Hwang Jisun and Kim Jisoo. Twenty eight years old. Head of the country's most dangerous Mafia syndicate." "Things which you could read in any newspaper," Joonjae scoffed. Yoseob, who was trying to maintain a distance between him and the carnivorous woman in front of him, knew that Joonjae was only pretending to be indifferent. His boss was gauging the woman or to be more specific, what was inside the woman.

By now, Yuhwan must have received his acceptance notice too, arriving at the field early to warm up his massive, imposing frame. If I choose not to go, his pitches will end up being caught by Yoo Gyeong-ho, that third-year Business Administration student. The mere thought of Yoo Gyeong-ho—the youngest son of a massive chaebol family, a guy who possessed strikingly handsome looks, a slick, smooth personality, and held the absolute adoration of every girl on campus—made Haneul’s stomach violently twist into knots.

He is Davero Anderson Wiratama! ***

‘Thank you’ She said almost inaudibly as she wipes her face. The young man’s name is Kang sehun. A Korean from an aristocratic elite family of teachers. He had at a young age of 23 gotten his degree and teaching license and it was all due to his hard work and not family’s influence,many are still surprised by his achievements and various talents.