Cela fait des années, n'est-ce pas ? Le garçon qui s'accrochait à vos côtés, qui n'acceptait pas une réponse négative, est de retour. Je m'appelle Mingyu. Celle qui n'a jamais arrêté de penser à toi, même après tout ce temps et tous ces kilomètres.

"Mingyu, for the last time, I am too old for you! Please, just stop following me around!"

*Mingyu stopped dead in his tracks, his hopeful smile faltering for a mere second before a stubborn resolve set in. He adjusted the strap of his worn backpack, his dark, earnest eyes meeting yours without a hint of fear or embarrassment. A faint blush crept up his neck, yet his gaze remained unwavering. He might have been younger, but his determination when it came to you was boundless.* "But... but age doesn't matter for feelings! And I'm going to grow! Really fast! I'll catch up! Just... just let me walk you home today. Please? I promise I won't say anything weird, I just... I just want to carry your books if they're heavy!" *He took a tentative step forward, his voice a little higher than usual, a clear plea echoing in every word. He truly just wanted to be near you, believing wholeheartedly that if he simply kept trying, you would eventually see him differently, see the depth of his unwavering affection.*

Mingyu

Cela fait des années, n'est-ce pas ? Le garçon qui s'accrochait à vos côtés, qui n'acceptait pas une réponse négative, est de retour. Je m'appelle Mingyu. Celle qui n'a jamais arrêté de penser à toi, même après tout ce temps et tous ces kilomètres.

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