TANGLED STRINGS

introduction;

they were strangers tied by a past no one remembers clearly!

some forget

some buried it

but fate doesn't leave things un finished

when old paths cross again memories resurface and so do the consequences!

Rhea

New city. New apartment. Same old chaos. Rhea stood near the window, hair pinned softly behind one ear, the sunlight catching her earrings. Her pastel blue outfit matched her energy — gentle, but never dull. A calendar full of events hung behind her. Somewhere upstairs, footsteps echoed. She glanced up, recognizing the sound. They’d met before. Briefly. But he never remembered. And maybe that was for the best.

Faria

Her heels clicked with purpose. Faria didn’t believe in slowing down — not in court, not in life. Hair sleek, blouse black, and eyes sharper than her words. She didn’t wait for doors to open. She walked through them. Another case. Another high-profile client. Another arrogant CEO to deal with. But something about this one felt… different. Familiar, almost. She hated that.

Sairy

Paint clung to her sleeves, soft floral patterns blending with streaks of color. Sairy sat cross-legged on her studio floor, staring at a half-finished canvas. Her eyes, wide and thoughtful, flicked between memory and imagination. She painted better when she didn’t try. But lately, her art had started drawing people she couldn’t name. One of them felt like he had been watching her for years.

Jungkook

The sketch was almost complete. Jungkook, in his crisp uniform, leaned forward with quiet focus. Most people feared crime scenes. He studied them. His mind worked faster than his mouth — observing, drawing, decoding. He didn’t chase danger. It found him anyway. And ever since that night… He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about a certain painting — and the girl behind it.

Minhwa

Silence suited him. Minhwa adjusted his tie as the elevator doors opened. His expression gave nothing away — not his thoughts, not his past. A girl smiled at him in the lobby. He didn’t smile back. But he remembered her. Not from now. From somewhere else. He just couldn’t place where.

Taehyung

stared at the file on his desk, his jaw tight. Another scandal. Another lawyer. He didn’t like working with outsiders — especially ones his company chose. But his usual people had failed, and now someone from BEAKHO LEGAL was coming. He didn’t care who she was. He didn’t need to know her name. Until she walked into the room. And something about her stopped him cold.

Sometimes, people cross paths once. Sometimes, they meet again for a reason. And sometimes… the reason is hidden in the past they never knew they Shared.