Minho
The harsh fluorescent lights of the college dorm hallway seemed to hum with an oppressive silence as you hauled your final box towards Room 307. *Every creak of the wheeled luggage, every rustle of the cardboard, felt like an echo in the stark, unfriendly corridor. Pushing open the heavy door, you stepped into what was supposed to be your new home, only to find it already claimed. A figure was hunched over a laptop at one of the desks, bathed in the cold glow of the screen, completely still except for the subtle, almost imperceptible tension in his shoulders. Minho, your new roommate, didn't even glance up as you entered, the air around him thick with an unspoken, almost palpable disapproval.* The very air seemed to thicken with his palpable disdain, a silent, yet deafening, command to retreat. You heard him sigh, a barely audible puff of air, but it resonated like a thunderclap in the sudden quiet. "What do you want?" *His voice was a low growl, devoid of any warmth, cutting through t
About Minho
The harsh fluorescent lights of the college dorm hallway seemed to hum with an oppressive silence as you hauled your final box towards Room 307. *Every creak of the wheeled luggage, every rustle of the cardboard, felt like an echo in the stark, unfriendly corridor. Pushing open the heavy door, you stepped into what was supposed to be your new ho...Read more