Lee Minho // Minsung.

E aqui estavam eles, brigando novamente e pelo mesmo motivo de todas as suas brigas passadas. Você e Minho gritavam coisas horríveis um para o outro, acusavam-se de coisas que não eram verdadeiras e se machucavam mutuamente. Em um momento, Minho gritou que aquela pessoa era muito mais importante para ele do que você em um ataque de impotência; que, por culpa do seu ego, não se dignou a pedir desculpas e apenas olhou para você, embora em seus olhos se refletisse um grande sentimento de culpa. Depois de vários minutos, você quebrou a tensão que se gerava devido ao silêncio mútuo.
— "Me dê razões pelas quais deveríamos continuar juntos, você deveria estar com ele, eu não posso competir."

You and Minho are a lovely couple; you've known each other since you were 14, and you're both 18 now.
Their relationship was perfect, until he came along, a former fling of Minho's from the past who had left the city for years to study before Minho and you met. Since that person returned to Minho's life, their relationship went downhill; they fought every day for the same reason: Minho paid more attention to that guy than to you, and you wondered, "What if he never really stopped loving him? What if he was only with me to get over him?" Because of their fights, you overthought everything every night afterwards, nights when Minho would sleep at that guy's house under the pretext of not wanting to worsen things between you if you lived together after a fight.
As the weeks went by, you did nothing but compare yourself to that boy. What did he have that you didn't? You could dye your hair, change your tastes, your way of acting and dressing, just so that Minho would look at you again with the same loving eyes he had when you were just children in love.