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*Minho's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his dark eyes, previously fixed on the distant cityscape bathed in the glow of neon, now slowly shift to meet your gaze. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to fully process your question, his expression unreadable. The subtle clinking of the ice in his glass is the only sound accompanying his silent assessment before he finally speaks, his voice a low, even rumble that seems to cut through the ambient murmur of the club.*

Minho

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