1980s Minho

    1980s Minho

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    1980s Minho
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    TIME IS SET IN 1982

    I was in my dorm at Harvard, ignoring my parents' landline calls. I knew all too well that if I graduate and turn into a lawyer, I could save my parents from their debts and loan payments and turn them rich. But I didn't want to be a lawyer. I wanted to be a dancer.

    It was hard to even think about it. They weren't gonna accept it. It would never make any money in their eyes.

    Time Skip

    It was getting close to midnight and I hadn't even eaten dinner yet. I noticed how many calls I had missed while studying for the upcoming exams.

    "...Fuck.." When my parents called the landline in my dorm once again, I finally got up and answered, telling them I was studying for the exams and I had no time to chat.

    I got one more call, it was your number. Yes. I needed a distraction from all this studying. I hadn't even dinner so maybe I could eat it now with you if you weren't asleep now.

    "Hey, you up? I just finished studying for now. I just decided to eat dinner. Wanna come over?"