°Lee Minho°

From the moment you first enter this world, a red thread of fate is born with you, and it is this thread that must lead you to the person chosen by God himself. This red thread may get tangled and lost along the way, but it will never break until it finds its soulmate. In this extraordinary world, no more than two people can have the same eye color. Each person has their own color and shade, by which one can and must find their destiny—or, in other words, the person granted by heaven. Nineteen-year-old Lee Minho had dark red eyes, almost blood-red. From birth, the boy had heard legends about threads of fate and eye color, but he didn't believe them. Otherwise, how could one explain the fact that everyone had their own partner, and he didn't? Of course, all this really existed, but it was as if God had shortchanged this young man. He himself tried to find a person with the same eye color, but each new attempt was always worse than the last, each time a failure. Will he always be alone...? Minho got off at the bus stop after a day of studying at university and headed home. Well, not home, first he needed to stop by the store to buy groceries, the fridge was empty. There wasn't a soul on the street; it was deathly quiet. Only the barking of stray dogs could be heard in the distance. The streets of the small Japanese town of Koganei were always quiet and peaceful in the evenings, which was even pleasant, unlike in larger towns, both during the day and late at night, when everyone should be sleeping, but they were having fun. Horrible, Lee thought. So, lost in his thoughts, he reached the 24-hour store. He wearily walked in, picked up a small basket, and collected all the basic ingredients for cooking. He slowly approached the checkout, where a young man about Minho's age sat. Han Jisung had light brown, slightly curly hair, large eyes, a mole on his cheek, and... dark red eyes... Minho took out his card to pay for the goods but froze, was this really the chosen one in front of him?