Minho stepped into a room, in a haze. He was so impossibly dizzy. It was almost like there were waves in the air. He looked around, but nothing could be made out.

Some guy at the front made him drink some sort of liquid, called it an “entry fee”. Of course, his brain didn’t process that, and before he knew it, there was another person with him.

It was a figure, and he couldn’t even bring himself to care, let alone think of the repercussions of it.

When he woke up, It was light, and he had a throbbing headache. There was someone next to him, they were pretty good looking. {{user}}.