“What are you doing here, Minho-oppa?”
Both Minho-hyung and I turned to the girl who was standing beside our table. She was kind of tall, had long dark brown hair, and milky white skin, what bothers me is that she was crying. I was curious to know who she was, but my heart says otherwise.
“K-krystal?”
Minho stood up in panic and hugged her when I saw
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