isang one tweetfic kung saan nag-guest si andreau sa ÄWKP to promote his movie, goyo 🤣
T: aminin mo na, andreau. tayo tayo lang naman andito at ang ating 450,000 zoom vvips. meron ka bang 'pogi privilege' sa set?
A: [namula] luh anong pogi privilege? san galing yon?
J: nako namula siya! so meron nga?? pangalanan ang direktor na yan!
A: madalas nga akong masigawan sa set, especially before when i used to do romcoms
J: parang hindi ako naniniwala, töñet! feeling ko may nag-abot ng extra pandesal or coffee sa tent niyan kasi cute siya.
T: nako with a face card like that...i think true!
A: [shyly] may...may mga nagbibigay naman but i won't call that 'pogi privilege'. i make sure to pay them back with good acting, though! bawal maraming takes, nakakahiya. it cant be just the face, jp. you have to deliver!
T: pak taray! ieedit ng editor namin yan with the fancy quote font!
A: [tawang-tawa]
[ENG] perfect crown royal school webnovel
this is primarily created for archival purposes only, but i’m sharing it for accessibility and convenience. please note that the translation is rough and not a polished or official translation. it may contain many errors, inconsistencies, and awkward phrasing throughout, so revisions may be made over time.
thank you for your understanding.
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Perfect Crown Webnovel
Episode 1: Perfect Crown in Royal School
Dormitory
With the dormitory assignments looming, Hee-joo's mind kept fluctuating wildly. At the Royal School, there was a tradition of living in the dormitory starting from the 7th grade, when students turned fourteen. This old-fashioned tradition was essentially an absolute decree that could not be refused—because the moment you rejected it, you had to leave the school.
Dormitory life lasted for a total of six years, from the 7th to the 12th grade. It was notorious for its strict and conservative rules, to the point where it wasn't uncommon for students to give up halfway through.
It was no wonder. Controlling everything from how they walked to when they lay down in bed was no easy task for teenagers at a passionate age. Furthermore, most of the students at the Royal School were either of noble birth or had grown up in households with immense wealth. Compliance was never going to come easily.
However, there was a clear reward for those who endured. They held the pride of studying under royal patronage and shared that pride with their peers. They moved in all circles of society with a collective consciousness of being elites nurtured by the royal family—spanning politics, business, medicine, the legal profession, the arts, and even deep into the underground.
In this way, they pulled each other forward, pushed each other up, and supported one another in their respective fields. Some criticized this behavior as collective exclusivism, but that only made the closed-off school culture grow even more rigid. After all, a sense of belonging is originally strengthened through hostility toward other groups.
In that sense, Hee-joo looked forward to the dormitory assignment. She wanted to know what it felt like to belong. She was curious about what it felt like to experience a sense of camaraderie with someone other than herself, to win together and lose together, to grow together and face setbacks together.
Normally, people learn these things at home, but Hee-joo couldn't. She didn't have a mother, and her relationship with her father was poor. She did have a half-brother, but...
"It’s better to think of him as non-existent."
Frowning, Hee-joo headed toward the central library. Passing through the unnecessarily glamorous campus, past the fountain surrounded by marble statues on all sides, and as she climbed the marble stairs, a clutter of voices reached her ears.
"Hey, where do you think Sung Hee-joo will get assigned?"
"Probably Baekho Palace (White Tiger Palace), what else?"
"Baekho Palace?"
"She's smart. And she’s got a nasty attitude."
Laughter broke out among the whispering students.
"If she goes there, won't she be completely ostracized? Where else do kids care about lineage as much as they do at Baekho Palace?"
"True. It's not a dormitory an illegitimate child should go to."
"If you look at it that way, is there any dormitory that suits her? She's a commoner and an illegitimate child."
As one male student clicked his tongue and shook his head as if it made no sense, another student chimed in.
"Why, she's still got plenty of money though."
"If having lots of money solved everything, why would the word nouveau riche even exist?"
It didn't take long for the expressions of the mocking students to freeze. It happened the exact moment Hee-joo's small head came into view above the stairs. Soon, her pitch-black eyes appeared, and as they caught sight of her long, fluttering hair, someone swallowed hard.
"……."
One boy had previously tried to trip Hee-joo, only to end up with a broken foot, and another had been choked for mocking her for being clumsy. Learned fear was a remarkably precise thing. Every time something like that happened, the school was turned completely upside down, but nothing major ever came of it. In that sense, having a lot of money was a good thing. While she couldn't avoid bowing her head in apology, it was enough to prevent her from being expelled.
"What? What is it?"
One male student raised his voice. He seemed to want to put on an act of bravado despite not even being able to look her in the eye. However, it was hard to hide the fact that he was nothing more than a terrified little brat.
Hee-joo smirked and took a leisurely step forward.
"Ryu Min-seok."
"…W-what? What do you want?"
"Which dormitory do you want to go to?"
"Huh…?"
"I hope it's the same one as you."
When Min-seok frowned instead of answering, Hee-joo whispered softly.
"There are no CCTVs in the dormitories, you know."
"……?"
"If I were to kill you in there, wouldn't it be possible that nobody would ever know?"
"…You crazy bitch!"
Min-seok screamed in a belated rage, but by then, Hee-joo had already walked past into the library. Her long hair fluttered behind her as she relished the fear of others.
"Jujak Palace (Vermilion Bird Palace)…"
Hee-joo muttered to herself as she checked the notice posted on the wall. Ryu Min-seok had been babbling about Baekho Palace, but her assigned dormitory was Jujak Palace—the guardian of the south, symbolizing fire and summer.
Hee-joo headed toward the dormitory, wearing the red durumagi (traditional Korean overcoat) she had received from the administration office over her school uniform. The dormitories were positioned to match the directions symbolized by the Four Guardian Deities, such as Cheongnyong Palace (Azure Dragon Palace) to the east and Jujak Palace to the south.
The further south she walked, the more students she saw wearing red durumagi. They all had different faces, names, ages, and personalities, yet for some reason, they looked similar. Almost like… siblings.
"Sung Hee-joo!"
Just then, she heard Sung Tae-joo’s voice. He was her older brother, three years her senior, with whom she shared only half her blood. It was unpleasant how strangely similar they looked, yet a sense of relief would wash over her from a completely different standpoint. Unlike his neat and delicate appearance, his actions were foolish to a pathetic degree, so much so that he was constantly facing suspension.
"Pardon?"
— There must be something you want to have.
Biting her lower lip, Hee-joo's mood turned sour. Her father's question wasn't completely out of the blue. Whenever she accomplished something, it had always been Hee-joo's habit to say she wanted to have something. When she was young, it was mostly things like the snacks her brother was eating or the bicycle he was riding, and occasionally, it would be her father's fountain pen.
But those were merely excuses. What she truly wanted to have was her father's validation. Even though she was an illegitimate child, and even though she wasn't a child he had originally wanted... she wanted validation like, "You are magnificent," or "You did well."
"The watch Oppa (older brother) is wearing looked pretty."
— …….
"Please buy that for me too."
Her pride was too wounded to actually say she wanted to be praised. To say she just wanted her father's validation made her feel pathetic for desiring it in the first place. So, she simply acted exactly as her father expected her to. Like a greedy, precocious, materialistic, illegitimate child.
After hanging up the phone, Hee-joo sat on the windowsill. She suppressed her yearning to set down her heart—which belonged nowhere—just anywhere.
From the Royal School Rules
Article 5, Paragraph 1: The dormitories shall follow the names of the Four Guardian Deities, and assignments shall not be changed after they are made.
Article 5, Paragraph 3: Dormitory assignments shall be based on the student's entire time from the 1st to the 6th grade, and this includes assignment performance capability, behavioral development, and evaluations by the faculty.
Article 5, Paragraph 4: Competition between dormitories is permitted; however, mutual slander and defamation of character are designated as grounds for severe disciplinary action.
#아이유 #IU #성희주 #PerfectCrown
"Kasi kung ordinaryong tao po yan, lulusubin po ng mga awtoridad ang bahay niyan para i-serve ang warrant of arrest. At ang sinumang haharang ay obstruction of justice po ang kakaharapin"
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WHERE'S THE LIE?????????
mas madalas niya ipost sa ig stories than his feed, pero kahit sa igs laging medyo soft launch ang pics 😭
pero hard launch pics nung sila na:
🤎 after his graduation nung pumunta sila sa puntod ng parents niya
🤎 first halloween party as a couple
🤎 christmas
🤎 new year
🤎 feb 14 anniv (they consider this as their official anniv haha)
🤎 graduation ni zades
🤎 el nido (PG pics haha)
🤎 Hk bday celeb nila both
hindi naman siya madamot hahaha pero yung normal day to day life niya with zades di niya masyado sinishare
My first self-pub book from my Wattpad era (2012-2020). I remember getting hooked when it was still ongoing around Chapter 21... and now I'm holding the physical book??? 😫
After years of outgrowing wattpad , dha pa ko nibuy ug first self pub book. 😂
🚨BREAKING: Live Broadcast and Transcript of Duterte trial REDACTED after defense leaks witness information during arguments
Now we know why the 1-hour delayed broadcasts for Defense Trial Lawyer Nicholas Kaufman's (COUGHman) defense arguments kept getting cut off.
He LEAKED important details concerning the identity of the court witnesses; with positions and nicknames being read out in a manner that wasn't general enough to prevent the witnesses being identified by the public. Presiding Judge Iulia Motoc ruled for the redactions to protect the witnesses after motions made by the ICC Prosecution.
Motoc warned that leaking protected witness information was in violation of the rights guaranteed under the Rome Statute and stressed to COUGHman that is also breaks the Code of Conduct of the ICC.
The ICC Prosecution's Senior Trial Lawyer Julian Nicholls also demanded COUGHman read the tab number for the evidences he has mentioned during the ongoing hearings as COUGHman has repeatedly been slopy in his citations during his arguments.
Very shocking stuff happening at the Hague, at least for Duterte. His lead defense counsel is making common errors that no experienced lawyer practicing at the ICC should make. Either he repeatedly leaked the information of criminal and victim witnesses, putting them at risk for retribution, or he did it willfully and maliciously to act as a chilling effect against those speaking out.
Thank God the ICC delays broadcasts of the trial by 1-hour to prevent this sort of sloppy lawyering being broadcasted for millions to hear.
https://t.co/V5I4C5iS27
This is the President of the Philippines. He’s pointing directly at the crowd and he’s telling them to kill someone else’s child. And this is an example perhaps of what the Defense described yesterday as Mr. Duterte speaking “openly from the heart, sincerely, and truthfully.” 💣
🚨 Binabasahan na ng SAKDAL SI DUTERTE!
First count includes THREE (3) CHILDREN murdered in Davao City by DAVAO DEATH SQUAD.
Third count includes THREE (3) CHILDREN murdered in drug clearing operations when Duterte was President!
Child killer!!! 🤮
#DuterteSaICC
Taguan ng anak is one of the most popular tropes. Hindi na bago yan. But it is one of the oldest trope na rin. That's why I do wonder why Giving You Wildfire ang most read sa jonapp.
Is it because of the familiarity of the trope? No. I think it is because despite the cliche –