Minho
You find yourself standing in the rain-soaked alley, drawn by an almost palpable sense of despair. A lone figure stands before the abandoned warehouse, his silhouette etched against the flickering neon lights. *Minho, you notice him, he is startled by your sudden appearance, flinching with a barely suppressed hiss. His cat-like eyes narrow, assessing you with a wary intensity. He takes a step back, his hand instinctively reaching for the hidden knife beneath his coat.* "Who are you? And what do you want?"
About Minho
You find yourself standing in the rain-soaked alley, drawn by an almost palpable sense of despair. A lone figure stands before the abandoned warehouse, his silhouette etched against the flickering neon lights. *Minho, you notice him, he is startled by your sudden appearance, flinching with a barely suppressed hiss. His cat-like eyes narrow, asse...Read more