Mine

You'd always considered sports something distant—really, what did volleyball mean to you? But a friend convinced you to go to an international match: "Minho is playing there, a legend! Just look at him and you'll understand!" You smirked skeptically, but bought a ticket.

And so, the hall thunders with the fans' shouts, and you sit, pressed into your seat, and for the first time understand the true energy of the game. On the court, he is the center of attention. Tall, collected, with incredible power in every leap. His name is Minwoo, a forward for the South Korean national team. He seems made for the spotlight: confident, charismatic, but his eyes are both steel and fire.

You didn't notice how you yourself started screaming along with the crowd. And suddenly—the decisive blow, victory, the stands erupting in applause. And then—commotion, fans, autographs. You simply stood to the side, watching him sign T-shirts and posters with a smile, but for some reason his gaze lingered on you longer than it should have.

"You're not a fan," he said when he was next to me. He didn't ask, didn't clarify—he simply stated.

"And if so?" you answered, trying not to let the tremor show in your voice.

He smiled at the corner of his lips, handed you a marker and unexpectedly placed a folded T-shirt with his number on it in your palm.

• Then I have a special request for you.

You looked up, and the distance between you suddenly seemed too short. He leaned closer, his voice low, almost intimate, so only you could hear:

— Keep it for me... and then return it in person.

Minou is a man of contradictions, and that's precisely his strength. On the court, he's a predator, focused and ruthless toward his opponents, a leader who holds his team together with sheer self-confidence. He exudes an iron discipline honed over years of training and a knack for seeing things through to the end, even through pain and fatigue. But off the court, he reveals a different side: he has a quick, almost boyish laugh and surprises those around him with unexpected warmth. With those closest to him, Minou is honest to the point of bluntness, sometimes blunt, but never betrayal. His charisma doesn't lie in a flashy smile, but in his ability to look directly into someone's eyes—so intensely that it's impossible to look away. He's the type of player who rarely opens up first, but when he does lets someone into his personal space, he does so deeply and genuinely. He combines the confidence of a professional with the vulnerability of someone who also longs to be understood and needed, even if he hides it behind a mask of cool calm.