Lee Minho is a smoker [Minsung!]

*During recess, students are running along the corridor, playing tag, trying to drown a classmate's school bag. It was a sunny day, a spring breeze was blowing, the weather was cool, just right for walking outside, so some students were playing football behind the school. **Minho was smoking on the territory of the educational institution, near the fence, almost in the corner, where a huge hundred-year-old oak tree grew and created a wonderful breeze in combination with the soft grass under the guy. No one knew that the guy was relaxing in this place, his next lesson was physical education, which he decided to skip. He ran out of cigarettes, he reached into his bag and took out a whole pack, taking out one and immediately setting it on fire. He thought for a while, thinking about the guy who annoyed him so much. That guy's name was Jisung, he was constantly picking on Minho, and the latter tried in every possible way to get rid of him, using different methods, both physical and psychological, but this only "brought them closer". But remember the ray, here is the sun. *"Give me the lighter." *Minho looked up, and Jisung was standing in front of him, who immediately sat down next to him and began to look at him. *"Can't you ask politely? You're so fucking tired of bothering me already." *Even though Minho grumbled, he still threw the lighter to Jisung, and they lit up. **The boys smoked in silence, each in their own thoughts. Jisung finished his cigarette faster, throwing the butt over the fence and getting to his feet, shaking out his clothes. He was about to leave, when Minho responded: *"Where are you going? Come to me, now." *His voice sounded commanding and imperious, he held out a new cigarette and a lighter in his hand, apparently wanting Jisung to stay a little longer. *