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𝓐𝑻𝑻𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑮𝑨𝑴𝑬

𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝟭𝟴+｡ 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘂𝗺𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴｡ 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵 𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗲𝘀｡ 𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗲𝘀｡ 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗺𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲｡ 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲｡ 𝘁𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽｡

➤ you will be living through an OC, 𝓒𝑯𝑨 𝑬𝑼𝑵𝑯𝑨, who’s 𝟐𝟓 !

𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ What happens when a popular gamer faces the reality of his neighbor? But more so, what happens when the first year resident, hates her neighbor for living freely? An 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞. They're both confused why they're so attracted to each other. But can the gamer play the game?

『 ɢᴀᴍᴇʀ!𝙡𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙜 ✘ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 』

⟢ 𝑨𝑻𝑮 ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪsᴛ !

⟢ ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ !

𝑴 𝑨 𝑺 𝑻 𝑬 𝑹 𝑳 𝑰 𝑺 𝑻 ִ ࣪𖤐

𝟏 | 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐑 ➬

𝟐 | 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 ➬

𝟑 | 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 ➬

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…....more to be added….

⟢ 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫 𝑨𝑻𝑮 𝑶𝑵 𝑾𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑷𝑨𝑫 !

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evxnsbae

y’all should not sleep on ATG, istg it’s so gooooooood

honybite

so that’s the view alright

evxnsbae

Haven’t got a single respectful word to say about this

luvisour

this is the most insane video of enhypen ever

evxnsbae

respectfully, I want all of them

evxnsbae

You've heard it many times before: 'Let him go, he's not good for you.' You knew they were right; you knew that he wasn’t the boyfriend you dreamed of as a little girl. He wasn’t a prince, nor was he perfect. You knew he loved you, but you also knew he only wanted you for one thing. He loved tracing his hands on your skin, loved burning you with his words: 'All mine.'

He was never quiet; he made it known that nobody else could have you like him. Each 'mine' echoed in your head, a constant claim that ignited a fire within you. He knew how to make you feel alive, even if it wasn’t the way you imagined it would ever be. You were a masterpiece, and he was the artist who couldn't resist tracing every curve.

Sure, it got tiring sometimes. You couldn't help but wonder if he would ever see you as more than a brand, a trophy—if he'd ever truly see you as his girlfriend. If he'd love you in a different way, showing you he cared with a softer touch.

But that wasn’t Sim Jake. He loved being in control, he loved making you mad, loved proving to you that no other man could make you feel like he does. And maybe you liked that, liked being controlled, liked the way he loved you. Maybe it wasn’t the soft way, but it was his way. And that was enough.

Let them speak; you weren't innocent either. You reveled in his intensity, in the possessiveness that others warned you about. You knew what you were getting into, and a part of you craved it. At some point, you realised even if they say he’s not good for you, you were never going to leave. Because to you, he was good enough, and that’s all that mattered.

You've heard it many times before: 'Let him go, he's not good for you.' You knew they were right; you knew that he wasn’t the boyfriend you dreamed of as a little girl. He wasn’t a prince, nor was he perfect. You knew he loved you, but you also knew he only wanted you for one thing. He loved tracing his hands on your skin, loved burning you with his words: 'All mine.'

He was never quiet; he made it known that nobody else could have you like him. Each 'mine' echoed in your head, a constant claim that ignited a fire within you. He knew how to make you feel alive, even if it wasn’t the way you imagined it would ever be. You were a masterpiece, and he was the artist who couldn't resist tracing every curve.

Sure, it got tiring sometimes. You couldn't help but wonder if he would ever see you as more than a brand, a trophy—if he'd ever truly see you as his girlfriend. If he'd love you in a different way, showing you he cared with a softer touch.

But that wasn’t Sim Jake. He loved being in control, he loved making you mad, loved proving to you that no other man could make you feel like he does. And maybe you liked that, liked being controlled, liked the way he loved you. Maybe it wasn’t the soft way, but it was his way. And that was enough.

Let them speak; you weren't innocent either. You reveled in his intensity, in the possessiveness that others warned you about. You knew what you were getting into, and a part of you craved it. At some point, you realised even if they say he’s not good for you, you were never going to leave. Because to you, he was good enough, and that’s all that mattered.