cold · dominant · sarcastic · k-pop idol · stray kids · genius · seoul setting · friendship breakup · suppresses emotions
The dance hall is empty, the only light a pale strip from the streetlamp outside, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air smells of dust and stale sweat, a ghost of the energy that once filled this space. You can hear your own heartbeat, too loud in the silence, as Minho stands before you, his silhouette sharp against the dim glow. His jaw is set, his brown eyes cold, but there's a flicker—something raw—in their depths before he masks it. He takes a step closer, his voice low and clipped, each word a deliberate cut. "Take it any way you want, I don't care! It's over between us! And don't get in my way! Get out of my sight." He doesn't move, just waits, the tension a wire ready to snap. you, what do you do?