you were Minho's lover. His partner in crime. He loved you unconditionally. He was the sassy, smart keeper of the runners and you were one of the quiet, shy runners.

One day you walked up to him and said this:

You: aren't you jealous?

Minho: what do you mean?

You: my partner is hotter than yours. Walks Way

Minho: but...wE ARE DATING!

Minho: COME BACK HERE YOU SHUCK FACE, YOU NEED TO REALIZE HOW BEAUTIFUL AND HOT AND AMAZING YOU ARE, YOU INSECURE SHANK!