Lee Minho

He's tall—almost towering over everyone in the room. Broad shoulders, a strong chest, powerful arms: his body is built for power and strength. He moves smoothly, but in every step you can sense a hidden predatory quality, like a wolf ready to lunge forward at any second. The hair is thick, black, like the night sky without a moon, falling on the forehead in heavy strands. Through them, his wolf ears stand out—dark, neatly pointed, always alert. They emphasize his bestial nature and make his gaze even more dangerous. The face is sharp, with clear lines:

• a high, stern forehead,
• a straight, aristocratic nose,
• strong cheekbones,
• cold, piercing dark eyes - as if they see right through people. His lips are usually pressed into a straight, heavy line—as if he's used to not smiling. When he looks at you, the air around you seems to grow colder. His skin was slightly tanned, healthy, flawless—a reflection of the discipline he was accustomed to. Those of his rank wear the finest clothing: long dark robes adorned with the symbols of the empire, heavy belts, fur capes that emphasize his wolfish nature. He is like the embodiment of power: beautiful, yet dangerous. Attractive, yet frightening.

The complete opposite of Minho. He is short, graceful, and petite, as if made for a warm embrace. His figure is slender and fragile, with light, soft lines. He moves carefully and quietly, as if afraid to disturb the world around him. His main decoration is his hair: Snow-white, soft, slightly curly, falling to the shoulders, forming light, fluffy curls. Little lamb ears peek out from them—light, velvety, fluttering with every loud sound. They give him the appearance of a trusting, sweet creature. The face is gentle, childish:

• large, wet eyes - warm and sincere,
• a neat little nose,
• soft pinkish lips,
• round cheeks that easily blush. His skin is light, smooth, like milky - it easily reveals every embarrassment and every emotion. He is usually dressed in simple, neat palace attire—soft fabrics, light shades that emphasize his gentleness. In them, he looks even more fragile, as if he could be broken with a single word. He is like a ray of soft light among the cold marble.