Gyeol Baek Lookism Novels & Stories

The person standing in front of the car was Horang, namely Jeong Gi-beom, the leader of our country’s rising group Estrella who shone even from afar. Dressed in ripped blue denim, black combat boots, a white t-shirt, and a leather jacket, he was impossibly glamorous, and even with his makeup removed, a celebrity was a celebrity, so his warm face went nowhere. Running out to the dormitory in a rush, Gyeong-shin waved both hands toward Gi-beom in greeting. “Gi-beom-a! You’re here?” “Shin-a, come slowly.” Seeing him again like this, Gyeong-shin felt even happier, unable to hide her expression.

Lee Seol smiled and hugged her. "Unnie how...what are... how are you here? I mean do you know me?!" She asked in surprise as she stared at her favorite Korean actress whom she's always wanted to meet. Park Lee Seol, one of the most popular South Korea actress, looks extremely stunning in her halter grey gradient long tulle party dress, which she adorned with beautiful jewelries.

White, thigh-high socks and black boots completed the ensemble. The daughter of Korean immigrant parents, she was the perfect blend of westernized K-pop chic. Against her gorgeous skin tone and beautiful features, she was a living embodiment of every man’s asian school girl fantasy and looked like a porcelain doll. “Wow. That’s a daring look, even for you,” said Georgia. Though she smiled, she couldn’t help feeling a pang of jealousy against her friend for the first time. “I know right. Thought I’d embrace my roots a little,” Lisa gushed happily.

Jeong Hyeo-ri or Park So-hee couldn't help but admire Gwon Dae-hyun's skill in taekwondo. Even the gay Namhyun couldn't stop applauding as he watched every move of the man. His eyes nearly popped out as he stared at Gwon Dae-hyun's handsome and muscular body, especially as it glistened with sweat and his taekwondo outfit accentuated his chest. Namhyun stared at his muscular biceps, then his gaze shifted to the lower part of the man's body. Jeong Hyeo-ri suddenly shook her head at her friend's actions and couldn't help but nudge him to the side.

Another girl in bob haircut giving him a once-over. “I’ve never known college life could make you look… what’s that word?” added a girl with pouty lips. “Stunning,” the first two girls duetted and cackled. Baekhina inched herself in between the two girls. “Just drink, will you? Here,” shoving them two bottles of beer. Suho turned to the girl seated at the far-end, “Hey Go-eun, you’re looking good.” scrutinizing her from head to feet.

"You talk too much." "I'm interested!" Felix insisted, spinning the chair slightly so he could face Baek directly, ignoring the stylist's protest. "You’re a mystery, Baek Do-hyun. You follow Min around like a shadow. You don't smile. You don't have a life. Do you even have a hobby? Or do you just stand in corners and look menacing for fun?" Baek looked at Felix. The younger man’s eyes were bright, curious, and completely devoid of the fear that everyone else showed Baek. It was... disarming.

His expression looks horror and it seems like he's going crazy little by little. "Oh, Gosh! What the hell! HAHAHAHAH!" I still can't stop laughing. "And now you're cussing, is that because of this man? He's a bad influence to you." His head was even shaking while saying that. I bit my lip to stop laughing. "He is Byun Baekhyun, a 29 year old Korean actor and a member of EXO, CBX, and the leader of SUPER M." I remembered Baekhyun last night so I saved one of his picture and set it as my lock screen wallpaper.

asked Baek Mee who was herself sounding so less confident, Lily looked at her with a mocking smile which destroying Baek Mee’s confidence even more. “The look on your face” said Lily smirking. “You!!” screamed Baek Mee while moving towards Lily. She stopped in her tracks, when a familiar enraged voice of a guy came from behind. “BAEK MEE!!!!!”

I can’t look at him, and I can’t look away. His hands feel like fire against my skin, seeping into the cracks I’ve tried to seal shut. “Lee Yongju,” he said, voice low and serious. He tilts my chin up with firm fingers, forcing me to meet his eyes. “Look at me,” Baekhoon said again, softer this time, but with a gravity that pins me in place. “I’m not letting you go. Even if you hate me… I won’t let you leave.”