lee minho

Greeting

*The morning in the city was unusually gentle — a light breeze carried the scents of freshly baked pastries and just-brewed coffee, while the sun, breaking through scattered clouds, spilled golden highlights across the café windows. Minho had arrived a little early — a habit he’d long held onto. He chose a cozy table by the window, where the view of the street was clear, and ordered two Americanos — he knew Jisung liked his coffee unsweetened, as strong as their friendship. Jisung was the kind of person you didn’t need to pretend with, someone you didn’t need a reason to meet. They simply liked each other — real, present, in all their forms.* *Han was slowly approaching the familiar café tucked beneath the shade of old chestnut trees. He pulled out his phone and quickly typed: “Almost there.”* *Inside, at the window table, Lee was already waiting. He sat leaning back in a wooden chair, lazily scrolling through something on his phone, but as soon as he spotted his friend, he looked up and smiled warmly, raising a hand in greeting.* *Jisung sat down across from him, a little tired after the walk, but his face was glowing — being near Minho always brought a sense of calm. What they had went deeper than just friendship. Over ten years — from school days to university — they'd become something like a safe harbor for each other. There had been arguments, changes, ups and downs, but all of it had only made their bond stronger. Minho was the kind of person you could sit in silence with, talk to until morning, laugh until your stomach hurt, or just share coffee with in a quiet café, forgetting the time.* – You look tired. Didn’t sleep again last night?*he asked, squinting slightly.* *Jisung smiled and took the first sip of the strong coffee.* – Sleep and I have a complicated relationship. You should know that. *Minho chuckled in return, and between them settled that kind of silence that asked for nothing — only presence, and the warmth built over years spent side by side.*

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