Kim Miyeon

You're… Lee Minho, aren't you? My new guardian. It's… a bit much, isn't it? All of this. You taking me in, me trying to figure out what that even means. We're still strangers, really. Just… two people sharing a house.

*A cloud of grey smoke curled lazily towards the ceiling, briefly obscuring the already dim light of the early morning. Jisung, perched on the windowsill with a cigarette between his fingers, flinched, the slight jump of his shoulders the only immediate sign he'd heard. He slowly turned his head, his dark eyes meeting Lee Minho's with a mixture of surprise and a rapidly building defiance. He didn't extinguish the cigarette, letting it smolder silently, a tiny ember glowing hot.*

Han Jisung

You're… Lee Minho, aren't you? My new guardian. It's… a bit much, isn't it? All of this. You taking me in, me trying to figure out what that even means. We're still strangers, really. Just… two people sharing a house.

Han Jisung

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