chan loves late night walks, he loves really close to the ocean and it’s obviously really nice at night, he usually goes for a smoke or just to relax. he has a close friend Minho who also loves tagging along or used to. Minho somehow became distant from chan but chan didn’t know why and even tried asking but he didn’t budge and he was hanging out with other people.

now chan was walking along the beach with his head low, it was a dark blue sea and smoke from his cigarette that he was smoking he was wearing a black hoodie and sweatpants pants, it was one of those days where he just wanted to be with someone and that someone is Minho how he’s liked since they were kids. Minho also happens to be walking a trail and saw Chan, he let out a deep sigh and stood a long distance from him but faced him and called out his name but was expressionless.

”Chan!”