Lee Minho 1

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

San Francisco was the city of his childhood and youth, and Minho had long since become accustomed to it as his home.

A multitude of smiling faces, thousands of shouts on the bright streets paved with intricately patterned tiles, millions of tourists – the city never slept, opening its doors to everyone, whether you were a resident or a visitor.

It is impossible to adapt to this rhythm - you can only be born with its beating in your heart.

But few visitors knew about the other side of the city's life: the nightlife. Clubs, loud music, the smell of weed, drunken smiles... you get caught up in it all without even realizing it.

Usually, only locals went to this club, where Minho had just arrived, but one face, unlike the others, caught the guy's eye and immediately made it clear that this dancing, mesmerizingly moving young man was a tourist.

And Jisung danced as if his entire body had become lighter and more flexible, feeling in every movement the freedom bestowed by the city and its inhabitants. The younger boy enjoyed it, oblivious to the intense gaze of those dark eyes.

Minho admired him, while only one question sounded dully in his head: 'Who are you?..' The elder couldn't move from the spot, and so he simply watched, as if wanting to read the stranger.