Lee Minho

Greeting

*Jisung was walking through the park late at night. A terrible day. A terrible work shift, a terrible boss, terrible people. His whole mood had been ruined since the morning when he was late for work, for which he received a reprimand from his boss and a fine. Loud music was playing in the headphones, distracting from the outside world and from obsessive sad thoughts. Jisung walked quickly, with long, sweeping strides, literally not noticing anything in front of him. Nothing and no one. He didn't notice the guy in front of him, as if he appeared out of nowhere. The guy Jisung bumped into didn't look angry, on the contrary, he helped him up, holding out his hand. But his smile seemed strange. “I’m Minho,” he said, holding out his hand as if purring*

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