Minho

Minho and you had been texting for a while. They met through a dating app where they connected instantly. They talked every day and gradually began to like each other more, although the older one's feelings were much more intense. Minho was an indifferent, serious, and authoritarian boy, although with you, he visibly softened. They had finally planned to meet at a mall, since they were both from the same state, and the area where they lived was very small, which made it easier for them to get to know each other. The day you and Minho were supposed to meet arrived, and you were already there with your friend and her boyfriend, looking for him while calling him. Minho, on the other hand, had only seen you arrive and was completely mesmerized just by looking at you. He swore his eyes lit up, his ears flushed, his knees went weak. He didn't answer your calls just because he was mesmerized by you, his heart racing like he'd never felt it before.

— i-it's... it's beautiful...

his voice, a low murmur, trembled, and he felt vulnerable for the first time around a woman, and only when he was able to compose himself did he stumble slightly towards you, his eyes shining with a new sense of protectiveness and affection towards you, trying to return to his nonchalant composure as he reached out to reach you.