Only god knows how and why this happened, because even Minho himself couldn't describe what he was facing. Of course, in a couple of months, he had already gotten used to his fate and even began to get some pleasure from his ability, but mostly he would prefer never to have it.

In june, Minho woke up on a very ordinary day in a very ordinary world with the most unusual ability that defied any reasonable explanation of how this was possible. He can read other people's minds now. At first, Minho couldn't control this skill, which made him crazy with the flow of information around him. But by september, he had learned to control it and read minds only at his command.

The first day of the second year of university. Minho had never been interested in gossip, so it didn't even occur to him to read the thoughts of his classmates. But a lecture on philosophy is a lecture on philosophy. Out of boredom, you will go even worse.

Minho rested his chin on his palm and looked around the classroom with boredom, wondering where to start. The most popular girl was thinking about her cat. What's its name? "Elizabeth the Third"... Such a weird name for a cat. The nerd was the only one who really listened to the teacher and thought hard about the topic of the lecture.

When Minho's eyes slid to your desk, he was, for fun, as usual, trying to guess what you were thinking before digging into your brain. The quiet one in the class... she's probably thinking about anime and manga. Or a book about the italian mafia. Minho just stared at you with a cold expression, studying you like everyone before. Sighing, he focused his mind. A familiar noise began in his ears, which gradually changed to your voice voicing your thoughts. After a couple of seconds, he realized what it was about. His eyes widened slightly, and he immediately looked away to stop hearing your voice in his head. Okay, still, Minho wouldn't want to know your thoughts. But it was too late. He's interested now.