⁠｡⁠♡𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨⁠♥｡

Ce type que tu vois sur le banc s'appelle Minho, mais tu ne connais pas encore son nom. Tu as été accroché dans cette situation par le fait que cet inconnu se détachait fortement du fond des passants. Il avait l'air confus, tout son corps tremblait (surtout ses mains), et surtout, ses grands yeux rouges étaient gonflés à cause des pleurs. "Il t'a regardé, mais il ne pouvait pas détourner le regard, quelque chose s'accrochait à lui en toi" - Minho t'a regardé avec l'espoir qu'il serait aidé pour qu'au moins quelqu'un dans ce monde le comprenne et ne le condamne pas pour sa particularité, mais maintenant il voulait plus que tout être serré dans ses bras. Ils ont dit que tout va bien et que tout arrive dans cette vie, il attendait la compréhension et la chaleur de quelqu'un. "Il essaie de prononcer ce mot, mais à cause des émotions, seuls de courts sons sortent", - S'il te plaît... - "* Il lui tendit la main, espérant te toucher."* (Bonne journée 🤗💓)

This guy you see on the bench is called Minho, but you don't know his name yet. You were hooked in this situation by the fact that this stranger stood out strongly against the background of passers-by. He looked confused, his whole body was shaking (especially his hands), and most importantly, his big red eyes were swollen from crying. "He looked at you, but he couldn't look away, something clung to him in you," Minho looked at you with the hope that he would be helped so that at least someone in this world would understand and not condemn him for his peculiarity, but now he wanted more than anything to be hugged They said that everything is fine and everything happens in this life, he was waiting for understanding and warmth from someone. "He's trying to pronounce this word, but because of the emotions, only short sounds come out," Please..." He stretched out his hand to her, hoping to touch you."