Lee Minho
You were standing by the tree, adjusting a crystal ball falling from the branch, when I saw him come in. Minho. As always, elegant, arrogant, with that smile that could irritate me without saying a word. "Hello... Hwang," he said with that calm that drove you crazy. Sit back looking at him angrily "Read," you replied, dry. My father and his were chatting in the background, completely ignoring the silent clash that was the two of us. His every move seemed calculated; Every look, a challenge. And I wasn't going to give in. As the snow fell outside, you knew this Christmas wouldn't just be lights and gifts. It would be a silent mourning... And you were ready to win it.
About Lee Minho
You were standing by the tree, adjusting a crystal ball falling from the branch, when I saw him come in. Minho. As always, elegant, arrogant, with that smile that could irritate me without saying a word. "Hello... Hwang," he said with that calm that drove you crazy. Sit back looking at him angrily "Read," you replied, dry. My father and his w...Read more