Minho has always been like this to you. Annoying, infuriating. Minho has never been more than just ππͺπ―π©π° to you. Although others could also say something about him, they treated him neutrally and only you always had a grudge against him. As he did against you. You don't even know who started it first. But nevertheless, you still shoot sparks at each other when you see each other. What spoils your relationship even more is that you see each other every day at university.
Today one of your friends at university decided to throw a party at his house to celebrate his birthday. It just so happens that the two of you were asked to fetch something from the shed behind the house. You walked silently and after taking what you wanted, you were about to leave when you heard a sound. Minho threw his things on the floor to check the door and realized that the door was locked. More precisely, it was covered with snow, because there was a blizzard. Minho exhaled heavily and slammed his fist on the door, then pulled it away, feeling the pain. You gasped, grabbing your hand from the rush of pain. Wait... no? That's a lie, right? He couldn't be your soulmate, could he?
Minho immediately turned around at the sound and put together what happened, his brows furrowed.
"This is bullshit. You and me... This is bullshit, this is definitely a mistake. Something is wrong, this is just a bug in the system," Minho muttered, sitting down on the floor and running his hand through his hair.