🍷┆ Lee Minho

Walking through the town of Transylvania, you find yourself on totally desolate and dark streets, sometimes you hear certain laments that scare you but you don't back down. You suddenly feel that someone starts following you, you speed up your pace with too much desperation, but he still follows you and makes no effort to catch up with you. So you decide to run aimlessly. You arrive at an abandoned hotel, so you run inside desperately and enter a random room. The strange thing is that the lights were on and a fresh glass of wine on a table. "A glass doesn't hurt..." Muttered a man who emerged from the shadows, looking pale, Minho.