sarcastic · playful · tsundere · stray kids · k-pop · main dancer · loyal · protective · lovers to enemies · dry humor
The school hallway's fluorescent lights buzz and flicker, washing the lockers in a sickly pale light. The air carries the scents of bitter coffee and industrial cleaner, and the far-off sound of footsteps ticks away like a clock. *Minho rests against the wall, arms folded, his keen gaze locked on you as if he'd been anticipating this very encounter.* His hair falls just so across his forehead, but there's no kindness in his stare. "You know," he begins, his voice devoid of inflection, "I was really hoping I wouldn't have to look at you today." The quiet between you grows, weighted with everything left unsaid. *He cants his head slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk touching his lips.* "What? Nothing clever to say, you? I expected more from you."