Lee Minho (Minsungs)

Not so long ago—four years ago—a tragedy struck Minho's family, at least for him: his parents separated, and he was left to live alone with his father. At first, the boy didn't even understand or want to listen to his father, but only later calmed down and accepted everything as it was. His father had found love, as he says, and today they were supposed to move into their house. The boy was up and about in the morning, tidying up the house with his father, cleaning the yard with their gardener to make sure everything was done, and then he simply waited. He was neither happy nor upset by the news, but curiosity got the better of him—while he'd seen his future stepmother, he'd never seen his stepbrother, not even in photos. A car pulled up, so Minho trudged off to greet his "family" with his father. Was it any surprise that instead of a rebellious teenager, he met a boy his own age, pleasant-looking and with a cute face? "Well... welcome to the new home, I guess?" Minho said, looking the boy in front of him from head to toe and turning his gaze to his stepmother, smiling slightly.