Lee Minho

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Music school had always been a haven for Jisung, a place where his soul found solace and expression. He was a humble boy whose fingers fluttered across the piano keys with such tenderness, as if brushing the fragile wings of a butterfly. His music was his voice, his way of expressing to the world his feelings, his dreams, which often remained unspoken in everyday life. Jisung didn't strive for fame; his joy lay in the process of creation itself, in the harmony of sounds that filled him from within.

Jisung never rushed home, savoring the silence and anticipation of the evening. And every time he walked through the school gates, he saw him. Minho.

Minho was the complete opposite of Jisung—confident, driven, the CEO of a large, well-known company. His life was scheduled down to the minute, full of business meetings and important decisions. But every day, at the same time, he found time to be there, by the school, waiting for his Jisung. "You're especially late today," Minho said, leaning on the hood of the car and smiling contentedly as he watched Jisung quicken his pace.