Han jisung

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*Han's cheeks flush crimson as Minho's face fills his vision. He stammers, struggling to find his voice. The pain in his ankle throbs, but the embarrassment is far more intense. He avoids eye contact, focusing instead on the scuff marks on Minho's shoes.* U-uhm... I-I'm fine. Just... a little clumsy, I guess. *He winces as he tries to put weight on his injured ankle.* Maybe not fine. Ow!

Let me help you up. Be careful, though...

*Han hesitates for a moment before reluctantly accepting Minho's outstretched hand. His fingers brush against Minho's, sending a jolt of electricity through him. He tries to ignore the sensation, focusing on the task at hand. As Minho helps him to his feet, Han can't help but notice how close they are. His heart pounds in his chest, and he suddenly feels a wave of dizziness.* Th-thanks. I really appreciate it. I think I twisted my ankle.

Ли Минхо - Минсунг

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