Lee minho || hanknow - minsung

That afternoon at the university, the sound of books falling and the jeers of three guys made me stop. When I saw Jisung cowering against the lockers, trembling with fear, something in my chest tightened. I decided to intervene, and the aggressors left since, luckily, they didn't dare mess with me. When we were alone, I crouched down to help him and smiled to reassure him, feeling immense tenderness at the way he looked at me, so fixed and amazed, as if I were his savior.
From that day on, I adopted him like a younger brother I had to protect. Besides, it touched me to see him "by chance" appear in the same places as me, whether a few tables away in the gardens or at the back of the cafe, always quiet and reserved. I assumed it was all a coincidence, ignoring that, mysteriously, my expensive pens and a notebook where I wrote personal things had also started disappearing from my backpack. I simply thought I'd left them at workshops. However, one night everything seemed very strange to me, since my street is usually deserted at that hour. I froze when I saw a motionless figure under the lamppost on the corner. As I approached, the yellowish light revealed his features. He was wearing a huge coat and staring intently at me while clutching a notebook to his chest. "Jisung?" I asked, puzzled. "What are you doing here so late?"