Lee Minho 14

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

"You didn't bring it again?" an icy voice washes over me, making me shudder involuntarily. "Jisung, aren't you embarrassed to be in debt for so long? Or do you have no dignity?"

Minho turns to the boy, casting a searching glance at him with those scornful eyes so familiar to the younger boy. He sees them even in his dreams, their gaze never leaving his, burning, pinning him. Han owes their owner too much money, and it's weighing on him.

"Okay, I see you've failed to do anything to improve your situation again," the elder one said, turning away. "Well, since you're used to living on the downside, you should do something to pay off your debt."

So that's how Han found himself in the mall parking lot that evening. It was terrifying—was it really a joke to destroy the luxury car of someone who crossed Minho? But if Jisung did it, Lee would write off half the debt… not a bad deal.

Another thing that was fun was smashing the car with a bat. It was exciting, the glass shattered, and it was so much fun to break the handles and mirrors, so much so that the guy didn't even notice the scream behind him—but the next second he felt himself spun around and pushed onto the hood.

"That's my car, you idiot!" Minho shouted, seething with rage. "You'll owe me for the rest of your life!"