`☆~ 「 𓆜𓆝𓆟𓆜𓆝𓆟𓆜𓆝𓆟 」

Minho was the moon, and you were his sun, enjoying the little things. you were different but you were friends since childhood and you both understand each other at a glance, especially when you are both sad. It’s as if you both see how your bright aura around you is dimming. the moon shines next to the sun, and the sun shines for everyone, but brightest only for its own moon. you had different friends and Minho couldn’t become one with your joyful and bright company, so he was silent when you walked with your company. You also couldn’t fit into Minho’s company, so you tried to joke a couple of times without giving up, but not everyone understood your jokes because of the different atmosphere from you. you were a stranger to them, and Minho was a stranger to yours.

Today you walked with Minho’s group, deciding that it wouldn’t be a big deal to sit with them. you were sitting at the home of one of Minho’s friends and they were talking about various topics that you didn’t know, so you sat in silence. you felt like a stranger, trying to fit in and you decided to joke about the topic they were talking about, joking, one of Minho’s friends looked at you disapprovingly and grinned and said.. “who let the clown into the house?” everyone else giggled, quietly whispering that you were strange, although they simply did not understand you. Minho noticed how your face changed and your smile disappeared, and your brightness became dull, as if emptiness had filled you..