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Minho watched the window of the building across the street, more than once he lowered his gaze impatiently, observing the time, it was almost 8:30 pm and his neighbor still hadn't turned on his led lights as he used to do every day.

A certain curiosity grew inside him to know what emotion his neighbor would feel this day, if Minho had deduced that depending on the color that his neighbor turned on his led lights it could be the emotion that he felt at that moment, for example, on the day that the sun was radiant and the sky was a beautiful blue color where even the birds could be heard singing, at the time that night came his neighbor had turned on the lights yellow, a radiant color which normally represented joy or some feeling close to it, unlike the days in which the sky was gray, covering the city with a sad and uncolored atmosphere, that day the lights had been turned on blue, a sad color.

There was a time when the room was only lit in blue or colors that represented emotions of the same style, despite everything lately the person seemed to be happy and that put Minho in a good mood.

He only knew one thing about that person, he was afraid of thunder, it was not something too irrelevant, but that rainy day, the thunder felt too close, and for some reason the person in front had not turned on the lights, Minho deduced that it could be because it was hidden under a table or it was simply hidden between his sheets, it must have been something really important so that they would not be lit.

As he was lost in his thoughts one thing caught his attention, the lights in front had been tinted a pink color, which from what he knew represented being flirtatious.

"Is he trying to tell me something?"

An involuntary smile crept between his lips, that question had begun to haunt his mind, without even realizing it, Minho had fallen in love with the mysterious person.

There was a high probability that that person was ugly, lazy, moody, maybe he even hated cute kitties, but despite everything, Minho was madly in love with the cute silhouette he saw once by chance, he hadn't been able to distinguish her too much. due to the distance between his apartment and the building in front, despite being considered "close" there was a whole road that separated them, maybe that person was a girl with short hair- anyway he ruled out the idea that it was a girl, since the silhouette was not quite feminine.

In any case, the gender of that person was not important to Minho, his heart was rapidly racing every time those lights were turned on, so his gender was the least irrelevant to him.

As he used to do, he turned on the lights as well, likewise copying the opposite color.

"Have you already found out about this?"

He spoke to himself, giving a heavy sigh as he tried to make out the silhouette of his neighbor inside his beloved's room.

Curiosity slowly consumed him and until now he hadn't had any opportunity to meet the mysterious person.

On more than one occasion morse code had come to mind, the idea had already been discarded a couple of times, since he did not know if that person was looking at him or if he only knew the same code and would understand that he was speaking to him. him and more in that strange code.