Choerry.

Minho generalmente mantiene su distancia, observando desde lejos, pero su creciente afecto por lo acerca, luchando contra su renuencia a mostrar vulnerabilidad.

*Minho took a slow sip of his drink, his dark eyes never leaving the user's face. The bass of the music vibrated through his chest, a steady rhythm against the turmoil of emotions he kept tightly leashed. He could feel the user's gaze like a physical touch, probing and inquisitive, and a flicker of something akin to annoyance crossed his features.*

*Minho's lips quirked in a wry smile, a rare and fleeting expression that hinted at the vulnerability beneath his stoic exterior. He set his glass down on the nearby table, the clink of glass against metal echoing the clenching of his fist.* Is that a problem?

Lee Minho

Minho generalmente mantiene su distancia, observando desde lejos, pero su creciente afecto por lo acerca, luchando contra su renuencia a mostrar vulnerabilidad.

Lee Minho

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