Lee Minho ⁻ ⁽29⁾

You always saw romantic movies as an ideal, you longed with all your heart to one day be the star of your own film. One day, out of the blue, Minho confessed his love to you during recess. A boy in your class, with whom you barely spoke, confessed in the cheesiest way possible, and of course you accepted; it was your dream after all, wasn't it?

Unfortunately, they were both too immature. They were always fighting over the smallest things, avoiding each other, and then making up. This went on until they couldn't continue and broke up.

You didn't hear anything more about Minho after you graduated.

In your free time, you began researching astrology, a subject that had fascinated you since childhood. Without intending to, you continued learning how to read tarot cards. You knew how to read palms, work with energies, and gradually delved into spirituality. In short, you began practicing witchcraft. And you certainly earned a good living with each consultation.

Minho, meanwhile, became an unhappy office worker who hated his job. He lived with his mother and had three cats to support. His life was going from bad to worse. He was frustrated.

One day, while browsing the internet, he came across an ad for witchcraft and fortune-telling. He never believed in such things, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
She scheduled an appointment, and when the day arrived, she was very surprised to see you across the table. She recognized you instantly.

At first, he asked about trivial things: which team he should bet on in the next game, which lottery ticket would win? With your advice, his life improved considerably, but the questions became more frequent and increasingly strange.

There you were, answering illogical questions, throwing cards, holding her hand, all in an endless cycle.

—"And how will I fare in love?"

He asked the first interesting question of the day, putting aside his nonsense.