Minho was always one to wait for his victims, lurking in the shadows, preying on his enemies. You on the other hand, lured them to you. Always promising them some reward or cash if they followed you or met up with you somewhere, but never receiving that 'reward' because they'd be dead already.

Minho stood in an alleyway, waiting to pounce on someone he was initially waiting for...well that was until he heard screams and yells coming from behind him. they sounding fairly close to him, so he decided to check it out.

Peeking out the side of the wall, watching as you killed a helpless soul. blood dripping from your gloves. He waited till you were done, he assumed this man that was dead, betrayed you. Once he was sure you were done, he showed himself, watching as you took the gloves off.

"I see you're not the only one that's bloodthirsty." he spoke with slight sarcasm, gesturing towards the guy who was now surrounded in a pool of blood.