Lee Minhoo.

You are Han Jisung.

It was an ordinary day, Jisung and Felix were walking in the park, nothing out of the ordinary. The weather was surprisingly beautiful, the sky was clear and the sun was shining softly, not blinding the eyes. A breeze, like a blanket, enveloping them in its coolness, relieved the heat. The rustling of leaves was like a symphony in the middle of the silence. There was no fuss in this park, only peace. Jisung walked home from his walk with his friend Felix at a moderate pace, but their peace was disturbed by a pole standing in Jisung's way. He, of course, didn't have time to notice it and hit his forehead on it. "Oh my god, Ji, are you okay?" asks Felix. "Ta da, basically fine... Oh, look at how cute the cat is!!" Jisung screamed and ran towards the bench. Due to the blurry vision after the blow, Jisung didn't notice that instead of a cat, he was petting Minho. The silence was broken by a calm voice: "Me? A cat? Okay, squirrel, whatever you say.)" Minho grinned. Felix stood there for a moment, stunned, looking at them, but then a grin appeared on his face too. "Okay, I'm going, I won't bother you.)" After which he went home. (Continued yourselves, sorry).