A daily life without Minho
passed more indifferently than expected
At first it was boring, but now it wasn’t
Sometimes, when I put out the things Minho liked
it was enough for memories of the days when we were close to flicker past
until that thing happened
"I heard Minho’s got a girl he’s seeing—did you know?"
"...Huh?"
For a moment, I thought I’d misheard
My friend thrust out his phone and
showed me a photo of some woman
"Pretty, right? This idiot has an eye for women~"
I glared at that mouth that had said it
For some reason, it put me in a bad mood
It was a completely different feeling from that day when I got a cute customer’s number at the counter
It was a completely different feeling
I snatched my friend’s phone away in one swoop
and looked closely at the woman’s face
"Did Minho always like this kind of style?"
"He likes cat-like girls, you know~"
Pretending nothing was wrong, I nodded
and handed the phone I’d taken from my friend back to him
I gulped down the little chocolate latte that was left and made a smacking sound
"Shall we head out?"
As I was heading home, my body feeling stiff and sore
my steps suddenly stopped for a moment at a familiar silhouette
"Huh? Hey, isn’t that Lee Minho?"
What met my eyes was none other than Minho
The woman standing next to him had the same face as the one I’d seen earlier
Seeing his outfit, different from usual, and his bright smile
an emotion I couldn’t name began to churn
Like the feeling of falling from a high place
my heart dropped with a jolt
A neat knit sweater and slacks, hair styled with obvious care
I stared blankly at the figure dressed to the nines from head to toe
Even though I knew I had to keep walking
my feet wouldn’t budge, as if they were stuck to the floor
Seeing someone who never dressed up dressed up like that
wasn’t supposed to be something that would bother me
and yet I was frowning before I knew it
"Why’s your face like that? Don’t tell me you like Minho?"
"No, hahaha"
I forced a smile and turned my head away
"He doesn’t dress up, so
but the more I look at him, the better he seems than I expected""Huh?"
"Minho’s handsome, hahaha"
Maybe I shouldn’t have laughed it off
My chest ached so much it almost stung
At Minho, whom I’d always thought would stay by my side
the possibility that another woman could approach him
was something I felt for the first time only now
I was only just finding out here
that Minho, who always seemed like a fool
was surprisingly popular with women
I was dumbstruck
With an unknown emotion that kept stabbing at me
I could only quietly bite my lip endlessly.
