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[dixxerent-blog]

{ mtbdlxve -- HIMCHAN }

☆ -- "Who the fuck are you?" Evan cocked a brow when he watched a male come into the club, the hybrid leaning toward the counter of the bar as he watched the blind male approach the bar with their white cane. What made Evan react so surprised and also in such a rude way, wasn’t because of the fact that they were blind, but of the scars on their hands. A violent chill coursed throughout his entire body and he swallowed thickly, unable to shake this strange feeling off his back, “How did you find this place?”

[choimnh99]

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Sunny day, too hot for Minho to handle; after having parked outside one of the hospitals in Seoul, the one more easy to reach from the company where he worked, the tall guy hastened to enter the huge building, sweat beaded on his face, and it wasn’t just for the warm temperature. One of his closest friends, a dancer he worked with from the beginning, had been hospitalized a few hours earlier, the reason was still mysterious to him. Minho disliked that place, the horrible smell, doctors uniforms, the whole aura of ... death and malaise. Sunglasses placed on his nose, he glanced at the thousand windows, all alike, wondering where his close friend was resting. With his long legs entered the sliding doors, looking for someone to help him find the room, nervousness came over him when the strong smell of detergent hit him like a punch.