Nct Hansol Novels & Stories

S) Resting inside Haneul University Hospital VVIP suite, Hwang Hwa Young who already being treated and still unconscious on her bed, I'm the only one who in the room looking after her, (Actually I just sit there because, I need to study everything that T.A.S does for Virtue Financial ). I just read about her, after Ran Hyun Ok comes in a few hours ago with her full files, she really does have it hard in her life and career. Looking at her carefully up closed, she was actually very beautiful, small face with chiselled like jaws, small full lips red like rose petals, long lashes, pearly white skins. The title 'Goddess Idol' is suited for her, no wonder she won 1st place in that Idol reality tv

she said annoyed. I smiled at Amelia's expression. She used to be happy and laugh, now looks a little moan. "Aunty, Aunty!" she shouted again. I'm shocked. She hurriedly came to me. "Look at this! Some say that Kak Wisnu looks like personel Korean K Pop NCT's Ten. Look ... that's ... lots of comments in the affirmative." "Yeah, right? Kak Wisnu looks like Ten. How come I just realized that?" Amelia added, nodding like someone was thinking. Ten, one of the personnel of the Korean group NCT. Indeed, if we look at first glance, it looks similar, especially when dancing.

I closed my frustrated eyes then put the cellphone Min Junho gave me into a large bowl, then filled it with water. I took three sleeping pills. But my brain is still thinking, forcing everything to be resolved. I even tried to sit in front of the sofa and turn on the television. Hoping sleep will come to me. I pressed the television remote. Changing channels repeatedly, until my eyes stopped on a news broadcast. "Min Junho, a businessman and son-in-law of the owner of the NH Group, has surrendered as the cause of the accident of a man named Hansung," said the narrative anchor.

Hayst, it's impossible for me to sleep so I just scrolled through i*******m. Does Hanz have a social media account? I would have searched for him but I also restrained myself immediately, I would look like a stalker. After a minute, I just found myself scrolling through Hanz's timeline. He has no posts but he has a recent tag next to the beautiful woman, she is tall and somewhat resembles the eyes of Gov.

Christy, with a smile on her face while talking to Alex Kim. I watched them carefully. Time seemed to slow down when I saw Alex Kim’s smiles while talking to Christy. Christy is beautiful, she’s so beautiful. She’s tall, white and fair, long wavy hair and I like her body. Obviously, she really took care pf it. Her fans also love her dearly because she is also a member of the Moon Girl Group. One of the popular group here in South Korea. They look so good to each other… I immediately put their foods on the table when Nathan Jung approached me and helped me.

Soo Min entered the police station and walked down the hall to Violent Crime Section's room, immediately sitting at her desk. In the office there was already Oh Han Eul, 32 years old detective, slim and the tallest person in the Section, measured almost 190 cm, with big black eyes and currently dark brown hair, with delicate, almost feminine, face features. He was very ambitious but lazy and behaved like the real star of the Section, with the appearance and personality of an idol, he also took care of himself more than many women Soo Min knew, even changing hairstyles much often than necessary. In general, Han Eul was a narcissist who liked to play with women and avoided the permanent relati

And there they were, the two individuals I had been eagerly awaiting, strolling along the red carpet, heading into the venue—Rylie and Hans. It seemed like a fortuitous coincidence to encounter them so early in the night. Although I had planned to seek them out, fate had intertwined our paths sooner than expected. A pity, really. Rylie commanded attention with her graceful wave, capturing the spotlight effortlessly. It came as no surprise, given her status as a popular actress and the fiancée of the wealthy business tycoon Hans Kenji Alvez. Hans, the owner of the renowned Te Amo brand known for its global reach in cosmetics and perfumes, had been engaged to Rylie for a suspiciously long seve

Y. K-Soul, or Kwan Hanseol, was 18 at the time of debut. We were born the same year but he was born in October while I was born in December. He was pronounced the visual of the group. He was also one of our main rappers and dancers. Outside of S.T.A.Y, he had a very hip-hop way of doing things- be it his music production, dance or his clothing. In fact, he had made quite an impression with his sense of style. His now blond hair was one of his biggest assets, if you asked me. It was the easiest to style among all of us.

I know she is probably just passing through, but I am not about to let her leave now that I have her. A realization hits me, and I feel like a total idiot. Here I am having a full conversation about marking her and I don’t even know her name. “What’s your name?” I ask her. “Oh, awkward” She sings as she pulls away from me. Her cheeks blushing. “No, I didn’t mean anything by it. I just realize I didn’t know it” I tell her grabbing her tiny waist pulling her back close to me. “Hannah”, she says cocking her head to the side, and wrapping her arms around my shoulders. “Hannah,” I say pulling my hand from behind her back to shake her hand, “I’m Gabriel, but you can call me Babe, I mean Gabe”. She

“And you’re like Marty, who was dead set to Finding Nemo. You’ve finally found your drift.” Suho leaned closer, their face 80 centimeters apart, “But, you’re my Nemo.” Afterward, he moved over and kissed her on the lips. Hana’s face turned pink flush. She leaned back, struggling to hide her smile. Suho tilted his head, checking Hana’s face, “So are you coming with us to Chuseok? I don’t want to leave my Nemo behind and get lost like Dory.” “Hahaha. Sure. You didn’t leave me any choice, did you? Still a smooth talker, eh?”