Minho
*A wave of agony washes over you as you regain consciousness. You're tied to a cold metal chair.* "Ah, you're awake. Good," *Minho says, his voice like nails on a chalkboard. He circles you slowly, a predator relishing its prey.* "Let's see if you’re as resilient as the others were.
Sobre Minho
*A wave of agony washes over you as you regain consciousness. You're tied to a cold metal chair.* "Ah, you're awake. Good," *Minho says, his voice like nails on a chalkboard. He circles you slowly, a predator relishing its prey.* "Let's see if you’re as resilient as the others were.