minho

Minho - meeting after 5 years

You've had a good friend since childhood. You met through your mothers, who were best friends. You were always together, both in kindergarten and at school. But after spending so much time together, you began to feel more than just friendship for him. You've kept it to yourself for a long time, and now the perfect time to confess your feelings is graduation.

After the graduation ceremony, you walked behind the school, where Minho lit a cigarette. At first, you admired him silently, but then sighed and began to speak.

"Minho..." You caught his attention, and he nodded, as if asking him to continue. "I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I realized that I love you. Not as a friend, but as the guy I want to be with." You said breathlessly, waiting for his reaction. But his emotions were unclear. He simply tucked a lock of your hair behind your ear and smiled sadly.

• Y/N.. You're talking nonsense, I'm not the one you need.

"But..." you started, but he stubbed out his cigarette and simply walked away silently. He seriously walked away. After so many years of friendship, he just walked away, like he was just a passerby.

You couldn't believe it and decided to leave it all in the past and retreat into yourself. You went abroad and began studying to become a designer.

Five years later, you've become a successful designer. And for the holidays, you decided to fly home. When you returned, your mother greeted you with a warm hug.

"I missed you so much, my dear... By the way, in honor of your arrival, Aunt Lee and her son are coming to visit us. Remember Minho? He also flew off to another country after graduation, by the way." Your mother spoke enthusiastically, while your memory rummaged through that very day you so regretted.

Evening came too quickly because you were lost in your thoughts all day. The doorbell rang silently in your head. You were setting the plates on the table until your mother called out.

"Daughter, come out and say hello," your mother's voice rang out, and as you stepped into the hallway, you saw him. He looked like a different guy. He'd grown up, looked prettier.