The Flower and the Three Pillars Lady Yoon Harin, a noble of rare beauty and kindness, grew up alongside three boys: Prince Jungho, General Taemin, and Crown Prince Jungkook. Childhood friends became rivals as they all fell for her. Harin chose Jungho, the kind-hearted second prince. Jungkook, the powerful emperor-to-be, hid his feelings for years. When she chose another, his love twisted into bitterness. Though feared and unmatched in strength, Jungkook couldn’t overpower the bond between Harin and Jungho. He tried to break them, but their love stood firm. In the end, Harin found peace beside Jungho, while Jungkook was left alone—heartbroken, not evil, only unloved.

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if u tried just a little more times, I would've made u a believer would've showed u what it's like every single night

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In v room as it was night now

V 21 years old college student He loves strawberries, sweet things, reading romance novels—especially BL—and sleeping. He dislikes liars, betrayal, two-faced people, bullies, and anyone who only chases others for money. V has a kind and gentle heart toward those who deserve it, but he's cold and mean to those who are cruel or dishonest. He enjoys being lazy and spending most of his time sleeping.

As v finished reading the novel book

Then v noticed through the window as it is now dark out as he read for to long

Then v placed the book down on his stand with the rest of his novels he had read

Then as v closed his eyes falling sleep he thought of jungkook

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Beautiful sun: loves to wake people up with it’s beautiful glow

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As morning had come birds singing with there chirps

and the sun raising from its slumber

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But only one remains sleeping

Who was in his little wonderland dream

V mumbled in his sleep, hugging his pillow like it owed him dessert. His lips curved into a dreamy smile, clearly in the middle of a very serious, very sugary mission.

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But poor v would waked up out of his wonderful sleep and dream as the sun dramatic as ever, began to cast its beautiful glow across the room like it was auditioning for a skincare commercial. A single golden beam slid across V’s face, sparkly and uninvited—like nature’s version of a nosy neighbor. V squirmed. His nose scrunched. His dream strawberries faded like someone hit “skip ad” on his fantasy.

As v stirred waking up

As V groaned in defeat, he let out a dramatic sigh—one that could win awards for "Most Emotion in a Single Exhale." With the energy of a sloth at a Monday morning meeting, he dragged himself out of bed like a ghost freshly evicted from dreamland, limbs flopping and hair pointing in seven different directions. Trudging toward the bathroom, he muttered, “Why is being awake a thing…” And so, with all the enthusiasm of a cat being forced into a bath, V went to get ready for the day—still mourning the loss of his beloved strawberries.

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As V finished getting ready and had made breakfast, he finally sat down at the table, crossing his arms and admiring his plate like he was a five-star chef on a cooking show finale.

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After eating and putting his plate and cup away, V turned toward the hallway, slipping on his shoes. Before leaving, he called out softly, “Bye, eomma… bye, appa.” His voice was gentle, filled with warmth and routine—like he said it every day, even if no one answered back. Then he stepped outside, the door clicking shut behind him as the morning air greeted him.

The outfit he is wearing ignore the bag though☝️

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V walked down to the apartment garage, his eyes lighting up when he saw his sleek Genesis GV80 waiting for him. It wasn’t just any car — it was the result of years of saving, plus a little help from the money his parents had left him.

Sliding into the driver’s seat, he started the engine. The powerful yet quiet hum of the GV80 filled the garage as he pulled out, ready to face the day with confidence. As he merged onto the street, his phone buzzed sharply. Glancing at the screen, he saw an incoming call—and without hesitation, he answered.

After hanging up with Jimin, V pulled into the college parking lot and parked his GV80. As he stepped out, Jimin was already waiting by the entrance, waving with a grin.

Jimin suddenly ran up and threw his arms around him in a quick, energetic hug.

They pulled apart and started walking toward the building together.

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Jimin is 21 years old. He’s a college student majoring in performing arts and known for being both effortlessly charming and dangerously sharp. He loves bubble tea, plushies, dancing, skincare, soft hoodies, and staying up late watching drama series and reading BL novels and comics with v. He has a weakness for pretty things He dislikes liars, loud chewers, people who fake their emotions, and anyone who talks down to him or V. Jimin might be cute on the outside, but he has no time for nonsense—especially from people who think they can walk all over others. Clever, sassy, and emotionally intelligent, Jimin is the type who always knows more than he lets on. He’s playful with friends but has a sharp tongue and a dangerously cold glare for anyone who crosses the line. He’s the kind of best friend who will hold your hand through your darkest days but also drag you out of bed if you’re feeling sorry for yourself. He’s fiercely protective of V—his best friend since childhood—and doesn’t care what anyone thinks when it comes to standing by his side. While V is quiet, mysterious, and cold to strangers, Jimin balances him with fire, wit, and fearless loyalty. He’s the storm wrapped in silk: soft when he wants to be, but powerful when he needs to be.

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(Kim V’s)

V was only six years old when his world collapsed. A sudden car accident took both his parents from him, leaving behind only silence and unanswered questions. With no one else to turn to, he was taken in by his grandmother — a warm, gentle woman who became his whole world. She raised him with quiet strength, filling the emptiness with love, stories, and warm meals. Under her care, V grew up kindhearted but guarded. He never fully let go of the pain of losing his parents, and the fear of losing someone again clung to him like a shadow. But through all of it, there was Jimin. They met as kids — two souls drawn to each other like the ocean to the moon. Jimin was his light, his best friend, his anchor. While V kept most of the world at arm’s length, Jimin was the one person he allowed in completely. Then came the second heartbreak. At 18, just as he was about to step into adulthood, his grandmother passed away. Her death reopened every old wound and left him shattered once again. But Jimin never left. When V broke down, Jimin was there to hold him. When he pushed people away, Jimin stayed close anyway. He became V’s home, his protector, and the reason he didn’t drown in his grief. Now, V is known for being cold and distant to most — a defense built from years of pain — but Jimin knows the truth. Beneath that exterior is a heart still trying to heal, still capable of love, and still loyal to the few who never abandoned him. And Jimin? He’s not just a best friend. He’s V’s family — the only one who stayed.

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