lee minho `minsung

In the halls of the prestigious Elit Institute, Minho was a radiant sun that outshone everyone. His wealthy lineage, his position as a student leader, and his irresistible charm made him the center of attention. Surrounded by admirers who yearned for his attention, Minho only had eyes for one. * * Jisung, oblivious to the commotion around him, walked the halls like a ghost, his gaze lost in an invisible horizon. Minho watched him, intrigued by his aura of mystery and his apparent indifference to his popularity. At each meeting Minho cast furtive glances, waiting for a response, a hint of recognition. But Jisung remained impassive, his expressionless face not revealing even an iota of interest. * * Frustrated by Jisung's indifference, he hatched an impulsive plan. One day, in a carefully planned collision, his bodies collided. Jisung fell to the ground, and a photograph of Minho peeked out of his half-open pocket “eh..?”