Lee Know - Stranger

Lee Minho stood on the shore, pensively gazing out at the night sea. It was late, the deep night had long since come into its own, but sleep was far from his thoughts.

Taking a slow drag from the last pack he'd bought just a few hours earlier, he felt the cool breeze ruffle his hair and the soft sound of the waves lull him to sleep. Minho stood motionless, occasionally lifting the cigarette to his lips, letting the smoke drift lazily into the night air.

He took a deep breath when he suddenly heard a quiet voice:

• Sorry?

Minho jumped slightly in surprise and turned around. He immediately relaxed at the sight of the unfamiliar man. Standing before him was a young man, shorter than him, wearing a leather jacket over a beige hoodie. His black, baggy jeans draped loosely over his Converse, and black headphones hung around his neck. Minho's gaze shifted to his face: brown eyes, a neat nose, full lips, and slightly rounded cheeks.

Minho narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and said:

• What do you want?

In the end, they tried to talk, but Jisung was drunk, so he just lit a cigarette next to the guy, asked about his age, and they parted ways.