Where Every Story Blooms

    Emerlyn

    Stories 10
    Chapters 912
    Words 1.6 M
    Comments 443
    Reading 5 days, 10 hours5 d, 10 h
    • SYM 29

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      by Emerlyn 29 "Hmm." Cheong-un inadvertently let out a low hum as he met Eun-hyeon's eyes. Eun-hyeon, whom he had expected to be trembling in fear, was very calm. Though weariness was evident on his face, presumably from the difficult journey here, his eyes remained clear and deep. The moment their eyes met, he was reminded of his master without realizing it. His master's eyes were exactly like that. Eyes like a clear lake without a speck of dust. When his master gazed at him with those eyes,…
    • SYM 28

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      by Emerlyn "W-who's there!" At someone's shout, Yeo Sosan's guards drew their swords and stepped forward. Yeo Sosan, whose face flushed red, grabbed  Eun-hyeon by the arm, pulling him back. Even as he stumbled, Eun-hyeon's gaze went to where the flying dagger had come from. He had a feeling he knew who had come. "My lord! Don't worry. We'll handle this." One of Yeo Sosan's guards shouted as they watched a figure descending from the sky with flowing robes. Yeo Sosan nodded and pulled Eun-hyeon…
    • SYM 27

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      by Emerlyn “Explain.” At Cheong-un's command, a masked person in black clothes suddenly appeared from thin air. It was as if they had torn through empty space itself. “Revered one, may a thousand demons bow to you! An intruder has infiltrated and kidnapped Namgung’s eldest son.” "...What?" "They appeared to be a first-class warrior." "And you just watched?" When Cheong-un frowned, the masked figure, Amhon, flinched slightly. “I... the Lord commanded us to observe without interfering.…
    • GBH 70

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      by Emerlyn "Did you finish writing your reflection?" Song Yi-heon asked as he closed the door. It was always this question when he came to pick up Se-kyung, who was writing his reflection. Se-kyung pushed the completed reflection across the desk in response. Yi-heon picked up the reflection written on lined paper and skimmed over the neat handwriting. "You're really something. You wrote so diligently even though no one's going to read it." With the school in a state of emergency due to Hong Jae-min's gang…
    • GBH 69

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      by Emerlyn "You, you insolent...!" The secretary and Lee Mi-kyung, standing behind the chairman, were aghast. The chairman himself, however, scrutinized Song Yi-heon carefully, as if surprised by the pointed criticism. His illegitimate child, whom he hadn't seen in nearly half a year, had changed a lot. In the past, whenever the chairman would shout at the pathetic sight of the boy's weakness, Song Yi-heon would be startled into illness. That was partly why he hadn't sought out Song Min-seo, disliking that…
    • BHB 19

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      by Emerlyn "Ah, shit... This really sucks." I covered my face with both hands in frustration. That's when it happened. "Excuse me... Han Yeowon?" At the familiar call, Yeowon looked up with an annoyed expression. At this moment, when his head was pounding with so many thoughts, anyone trying to act like they knew him just felt irritating. As soon as he confirmed who it was, his eyes widened instantly. "Seungha hyung?" Yeowon couldn't hide his surprise as he jumped up, pushing his chair…
    • GBH 68

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      by Emerlyn Song Yi-heon, summoned to the counseling room, was shaking his legs nervously. Though he was sitting in the counseling room unable to disobey the teacher's instructions, his mind was entirely focused on what was happening beyond the door. If he were in the classroom, he could at least hear rumors from other students, but the soundproof walls of the counseling room blocked out all noise. "This is driving me crazy." He had rushed out of the auditorium when he heard about the fight during the physical…
    • TIN 15

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      by Emerlyn "...Hmm." Whether we know each other or not, his face was definitely familiar, but I couldn’t recall who he was. It seemed smarter to let him clarify things himself. As I mulled it over, the middle-aged man stepped forward. "Oh my, Director Joo, know him? Not at all.” The man laughed heartily, waving both hands dismissively. His overly genial expression only deepened the unsettling familiarity creeping over me. "’Know each other' is hardly appropriate. He’s just one of those… items…
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