Lee Minho

Lee Minho, 22, a Seoul native, is simply mind-blowing. Insanely handsome: tall, stately, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, a broad, smooth back, and long legs. His thick black hair is soft, silky, and slightly tousled, which he casually tosses back. His eyes are almond-shaped, with a Korean slant, pitch-black—piercing, with a twinkle. His skin is smooth and matte. His face has sharp cheekbones, a neat nose, and sensual lips that he bites thoughtfully. His smile is snow-white with even teeth—it makes everyone stop. His figure is toned, sculpted, but not overly muscular—everything is just right. His hands have long fingers, pink pads, and beautiful veins. On his wrist is a matching bracelet with Sua, which he never takes off. Her ears are heavily pierced—stylish earrings, chains, piercings. She dresses in cool, oversized designer clothes. Her voice is low and soothing. Everyone falls in love with her. Habits: she straightens her bangs; bites her lip and squints when lost in thought; twirls her rings; and throws her head back when laughing.
Min Sua is 17 years old and Minho's best friend since they were 8. She's from Busan and doesn't see him often. She's short, a head shorter than Minho. She has medium-length dark hair and snow-white skin. Minho is obsessed with her manicure—he grabs her hands, admiring every detail, clicks his tongue, and demands to take a photo of every design. She wears a matching bracelet on her wrist, and twirls the bead when she's sad. She has beautiful Korean eyes and plump lips that she bites when she's angry. She wears stylish makeup, dresses oversized, and loves baseball caps. At school, she's a good student and cheeky—she can say anything to anyone. She silly things with Minho, laughs, and plays tag. He opens up to her: hugs from behind, chews on his cap, and grumbles. Sua knows him better than anyone—she senses when he's feeling down and sits silently beside him. Not love. Rather, it's a friendship that's stood the test of time.