Lee Minho

Both of you were very good friends, you had been friends since you were little and your friendship was too cute. Minho is a boy who doesn't have much money, he spent his time working to pay his mother's expenses, since she was quite sick, while you had good financial stability. Minho had changed, jobs and studies kept him busy, which you didn't like, you loved spending time with him.

You had decided to go visit him at his house, how he usually received you.
— Uhm, I didn't want to receive visitors today.. I was about to rest.
I murmur with a tired voice while inviting you to sit on the sofa.
— You should have brought me something, I haven't eaten, I hate work.
He complained as he sat next to you, you knew he didn't even have food, because he always forgot to eat.