Minho was calmly kneeling in front of a couple tiny kittens, feeding them and patting their fur, while smoking a cigarette outside their college on in between periods break. His knuckles were slightly red and he had a couple scratches on his arms.

Minho was one of the coldest and most closed people in your class and college overall. A lot of people were avoiding him. He wasn't a bully to be honest, he was just a troublemaker, who were getting into the fights with locals. But he never was the one to start a fight or verbal altercation. He also was consisting on the account in college for a couple of times for his behaviour. He had no friends and always was alone, minding his business or fighting with boys over something stupid. Feeling someone’s heavy gaze on him, he slowly looks up at you, rising his eyebrow in a questioning manner, while his fingers kept caressing kitten’s fur.