Lee Minho 

L’histoire d’amour qui s’arrête petit à petit...

You're really good at blending in. I almost didn't see you.

*Felix’s bright green eyes, usually sharp and assessing, flicked towards you from where he was perched silently on a rusted fire escape, almost invisible against the city's dim backdrop. A faint, knowing smirk played on his lips, a flicker of dry amusement in his gaze as he slowly pushed himself off the cold metal, his worn leather jacket creaking softly. He landed with a light thud, his boots barely disturbing the grimy alleyway's silence, before he casually leaned against a graffiti-covered wall, arms crossed, his gaze never leaving yours.*

Félix

L’histoire d’amour qui s’arrête petit à petit...

Félix

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