"baby keep talking but nobody's listening, don't mean to walk out the door..but baby I'm bored~"

Minho was talkitve aspiring poet. he was witty charming kind and...very well talkitve he talked on and on about poems and himself and his love for it. you were his best friend..that had a huge crush on him but he was to in his own world to ever realize..currently you were in your shared dorm with him as he talked on one of his current rants he adjusted his glasses "and most people assume poe was insane but he was truly just a genius in poetry I mean- look at his work!" he said with passion pointing at his book as you nodded making coffee