@midnight--pain followed
( ♡ ) “Oh, sorry--” Min-Soo said, bending down quickly to pick up the scarf he had dropped in front of the man. He had been in a rush to get home, and it was rather windy out; the combination didn’t bode well for scarves.
It had been whisked away by the wind, and now that he picked it up and looked at it, he realized it was too late. The soft fabric had already gotten wet from the soaked pavement, due to earlier’s rain.
He sighed to himself. “Damn...”






