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Minho felt heat slam up the back of his neck. His heart was beating like it had slipped into survival mode, every nerve bracing for impact. He clung to the counter with both hands, knuckles bone-white. “Minji,” he said, carefully - so carefully it hurt. “I need you to be completely honest with me right now.” His voice trembled like a bridge under pressure. “Did you go to the party across the street last night?”
The words burned on the way out. Not just because he didn’t want to know, but because he hated the person they belonged to. The tone. The suspicion. The way it sounded like something he’d heard growing up - cold and hollow and waiting for failure.
But this wasn’t about his father. This was about Jisung. Jisung, who encouraged recklessness like it was enlightenment. Jisung, whose porch was a revolving door of mistakes waiting to happen. Jisung, who was loud and smug and infuriating and - if she said yes -
If she said yes, Minho wasn’t going to knock. He was going to tear that man’s door off the hinges.