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I AM FALLING FOR YOU

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Everyone has dreams—some related to our waking lives, some meaningless, some completely unrelated, some strange, some terrific, and others wonderful. Some dreams feel so real that we can't help but contemplate them long after we wake. The people and places within them feel familiar, as if we truly know them. That's how Han Sungmin feels after dreaming about a man who seems all too real. The dream leaves him intrigued, but he never expects to meet this person in real life under unexpected circumstances. Since that encounter, Han Sungmin's life has changed. He finds his path intertwined with this man's, seeking opportunities to work together. He can't quite explain why he feels such a connection, but his curiosity drives him to learn more about him. Who is this man from his dream? How did he enter Sungmin's subconscious? Where will Sungmin's curiosity lead him in exploring this mysterious figure? Read on to find out about I Am Falling For You by writer_tee, aka me. UPDATES ON EVERY SUNDAY AND MONDAY AVAILABLE ON: Tapas, Wattpad ID: writer_tee
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Plants vs Dungeon

When dungeon gates opened across the world, it became a gold rush. Hunters chased glory. Guilds chased power. Corporations chased profit. Phong Tran awakened as a Level 1 Farmer. No skills. No passives. A broken EXP bar that never moved. So he sold energy drinks instead. Leg warmers. Electrolytes. Power banks. If everyone else was digging for gold, he’d sell the shovels. Then Josh came. University golden boy. Gym-built. Son of a man who could erase problems with a phone call. “Protection fee.” Phong refused. He woke up in a hospital bed, beaten within an inch of death. His aunt and uncle were gone. No bodies. No investigation. No media coverage. Just silence. Then, as if the universe had a sense of humor, his system finally gave him a quest: Plant and harvest 10 potatoes in the dungeon. That’s it. No penalties. No forced missions. No ticking clock. No promise of justice. Just a choice. Phong takes it. The potatoes mutate. Then other plants followed. Chilies spit burning rounds. Sweet potatoes bulk up into blunt-force bruisers. Garlic turns chemical-warfare illegal. Enoki mushrooms rattle like dungeon-grade machine guns. His crops become his frontline. Phong doesn’t want to conquer the dungeon. He wants to build something inside it. A farm. A hearth. A settlement for people tired of being disposable. He won’t let revenge be the only thing he grows. Revenge lit the spark. But it won’t be the only thing he grows. And if the most powerful man in the city comes looking to finish what his son started... He’ll learn something the dungeon already knows. This farm fights back.
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