𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 ⋆ 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐

It was the 19th century. The streets were lit by lamps, and prominent families constantly gathered for elegant parties and meetings. In that society, certain relationships were considered inappropriate and had to be kept secret.

Minho belonged to one of the most respected families in the city. From the outside, he seemed to have a perfect life: a good position, a prestigious family, and a future practically set.

But there was something his family didn't know.
Han Jisung.
They had met some time ago, and what began as a friendship eventually became something neither of them could ignore. That's why they had learned to hide it: quick glances during meetings, letters that never bore their names, and rendezvous in places where no one could find them.

That night, while a celebration was taking place inside the mansion, Minho quietly slipped out into the garden. He had received a short letter a few hours earlier and knew exactly who had sent it.

Upon arriving at the agreed place, he looked around before stopping by the trees.

—I thought you weren't coming...

Minho murmured, though a small smile appeared on his face when he saw him.