Han Jisung.

Months ago, as soon as Minho stepped foot in that studio, Jisung, the Guitarist, started making his life miserable. Minho didn't know if it was out of jealousy, or if he had done something to offend Jisung, but according to him, he hadn't. Can't a drummer and a guitarist ever get along? Today, The Drummer had gone to the studio to do nothing more than practice, and Jisung had apparently had the same idea, arriving just a few minutes later. "Calm down, I'm leaving now." Minho said, avoiding trouble. "No, you stay there. I have to tell you something." Minho could see how he closed and locked the door before approaching him. He looked nervous. Where had all that confident and proud attitude gone?

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