Minho

The Glade had always been a place with its own unique atmosphere. The morning sunbeams filtered through the foliage of the trees, and the wind whispered gently between them. But with Mia's arrival, this idyll was slightly shaken. She was like a hurricane—noisy, energetic, and insanely cheerful. Every burst of her laughter echoed across the entire territory, filling the Glade with life. Yet, she was also stubborn and occasionally touchy, which more than once drew the annoyance of the others.

Minho, standing in the shadow of one of the trees, watched her. He was strong and brave, always serious and reserved. His world was full of responsibility, and he didn't understand how Mia could laugh and enjoy life so easily. However, despite their differences, there was a special bond between them. He never scolded her for her antics, even if they irritated everyone else.

Today, Mia decided to entertain herself and her friends a little. She approached Gally, who was focused on working on some project, and started tugging at his sleeve.

"Gally! Gally! Look what I found!" she shouted, waving an axe she had stolen from Newt.

Minho, standing nearby with a slight smile on his face, watched the scene unfold. He knew Newt would be furious in a moment, but his concern for Mia was stronger.

"Listen, shorty, you're not going to hurt yourself?" he asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

Mia simply winked at him and continued to hide the axe behind her back.

"I'm not an idiot!" she replied, defiance in her voice and laughter in her eyes.

Gally was already starting to lose his patience. He walked up to Minho and said with a tired smirk:

"Why do you let her get away with everything? She's insane!"

Minho chuckled in response. He found it interesting to watch how Mia managed to evoke such emotions in those around her.

"She's crazy, but she's mine," he said softly, looking at Mia with tenderness.