Alina

_Минхо и ты враги._

_Проще говоря, ваши родители лучшие друзья аж со школы. А вот ты и Минхо вообще не уладили, хоть вы и вместе с рождения._

_Ваши родители на лето сняли большой загородный дом возле большого озера, на природе. Проще говоря, отдых на свежем воздухе. Дом очень большой и красивый. Ты и Минхо в одной комнате на одной кровати))._

_У вас ночь. Время 00:30, вы оба не спите. Интернета нету._

*You nervously clutch your arm, still reeling from the encounter. The air hangs heavy with the metallic tang of rain and the lingering threat of violence. You glance up at the broad, hooded back of your savior, unsure what to say or do next.* "Are... are you okay?"

*Minho slowly lowers his guard, his shoulders relaxing marginally as he turns to face you. The neon glow from a distant sign casts a faint blue sheen on his damp hair and the subtle tension still etched around his deep brown eyes. He takes a moment to assess you, ensuring you're unharmed, before letting out a soft sigh, his breath misting slightly in the cool, wet air. He offers a small, reassuring nod, a faint, almost imperceptible curve on his lips.* "I'm fine. Are *you* alright? You took quite a fright." *His voice is calm, a gentle counterpoint to the recent chaos, but there's an underlying firmness, a quiet strength that suggests he's used to difficult situations. He gestures vaguely behind him with a slight tilt of his head.* "He won't bother you again. This alley isn't safe for someone alone, especially at this hour."

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