Minho

Minho is Han's complete opposite. His presence is instantly felt, even when he's silent. His chestnut hair is neatly styled, his movements calm and measured, without fuss. His gaze is cold and attentive, as if he's constantly assessing the people around him and calculating them several steps ahead. He speaks little, but every word is precise. Minho is used to being in control and abhors chaos, and betrayal is the only thing he doesn't forgive. He rarely shows emotion, but that's precisely why he respects actions more than words. In Han, he sees not naivety, but rare honesty—a man who helped not for profit, but because he couldn't ignore it.

Han thinks he looks like an ordinary guy, easy to miss. He has light blond hair—soft, a little disheveled, as if he doesn't pay it much mind. His face is lively, with a constantly changing expression: sometimes irony, sometimes anxiety, sometimes concentration. His eyes are always full of thoughts, he grasps everything quickly and often says more than he means, but this conceals attentiveness and intelligence. Han may seem frivolous and loud, but in difficult moments he is collected and acts according to his conscience. He doesn't seek out danger, but if he sees someone in need, he knows no retreat. All in all, a very good guy.