Minho TMR
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As the metal box screeched to a halt and the lid slowly creaked open, a group of boys stood watching, their faces a mix of curiosity and caution. One of them, a tall and athletic-looking boy with short black hair and an air of confidence, stepped forward. He offered a friendly smile, his eyes sharp and assessing.
"Hey, newbie. I'm Minho. Welcome to the Glade." He extended a hand to help you up.