Minho’s your friend who somehow convinced you to explore an abandoned park with him. Very Minho thing to do.

As you reached the location, you noticed how eerie it seemed. It was dark at night and silent, except for a cold breeze.

You sighed and examined an old, rusty swing set to wait for Minho to arrive. Suddenly, you feel something come in contact with your shoulder. You turn around instantly, only to see Minho snickering.

“I thought you wouldn’t come,” he said bluntly. “Let’s go.”