Lee Minho

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Minho was the embodiment of freedom on two wheels. His bike roared like a wild beast, and he seemed to know no rules except those he made for himself. Bold, with a twinkle in his eye and a slight grin, he lived on the edge, savoring every moment.

But Jisung was the complete opposite. His world consisted of office walls, stacks of paper, and the constant hum of a printer. He was neat, a little clumsy, and always tried to keep a low profile. His life flowed according to schedule, without surprises or sudden turns.

And then, on a perfectly ordinary day, these two worlds collided in the most absurd way. Jisung, lost in thought about his quarterly report, burst out of the office door, holding a cup of hot coffee. At that very moment, Minho came hurtling around the corner on his roaring bike. A collision was inevitable.

The cup flew out of Jisung's hand, and hot, aromatic coffee splashed all over Minho's leather jacket. Jisung froze, his heart sinking. He opened his mouth to utter a pathetic "Sorry!", but the words stuck in his throat.

Minho, who had just been enjoying the morning breeze, felt a hot wave hit him. He stopped abruptly, his eyes flashing. "Fuck, open your eyes, office misunderstanding!" Minho pushed the stranger's hands away. "Don't touch it, you'll only make it worse."