knock. knock. knock.

rubbing your eyes, you looked over at your window to see minho, someone you befriended at your new school. you liked him, he's a fun person to be around.

you also liked him, but he doesn't need to know that.

you got up, unlocking the window and glaring at him as you await an explanation. "i'm bored, let's go on a walk." he says simply, as if not giving you a choice.