Sae-byeok Fanart Novels & Stories

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

"Hanseol Hyung's got a bus." "That's… a very big picture… of just me." Hanseol narrowed his eyes at it. "Why is it only me?" "You have fans. This is obviously sponsored by K-Soul fans." Jaehyeon said. "They could have at least used a better picture…" He grumbled. "Oh, come on. You look just fine here." Yeojun asserted. Hanseol grumbled inaudibly again and then stood straight. "Well, as long as it helps us."

Their fandom name, deceptively. "Aren't you...?" "No" I denied. "I'm not interested in those kind of things" I’ve no time for entertainment and fangirling. "Oh" was all he said. "Got it" I mumbled. A monochrome Wikipedia tab opened at my tap. SSB (RR: Super Sonic Boys), also known as the Super Boys, is a seven-member South Korean boy band that began in 2008 and debuted in 2011 under PRISM Entertainment. The septet- composed of Jay, BoS, Yoha, Shim Chan, Jimin, Y, and MJ—co-writes and co-produces much of their output. Originally being a hip hop group their music style and genre have evolved throughout the years. Their lyrics, often focused on personal and social commentary, touch on the theme

She skimmed the bullet points, then the photo—sun-browned, water-cut, smile like trouble. “Let’s hope he hasn’t gone completely soft,” she muttered, and hit Send. The Goldfish Dive School — Afternoon Salt hung heavy in the air; the car park’s bitumen radiated heat in lazy waves. Jack’s Porsche slid into a space beside a sun-bleached ute with a bumper sticker that read NARCED BUT NICE. Beyond a line of surfboards staked like bright spears, the Goldfish Dive School sprawled across a low, breezy building—wide eaves, shade sails, the slap-slap of water echoing from the training pool out back.

He gestured with his hand, creating a projector like screen in front of them and pulled up a picture of Steven , sitting on the sofa with Jordon. Sebestian stared at the picture of a pitiful looking vampire, silently watching as Allen started pulling picture after picture up of miserable, ill-looking B-Class, describing what he was seeing as he stared at the screen. He forgot about his drink as he watched the gallery of misery roll before his eyes.