RUN • minsung

run from my room

Minho sighs. He woke up again in the middle of the night. It's really difficult to sleep after getting disrupted by whatever is tightening in his chest.

He just got up, shook his head and put on his jacket. He slapped his face.

He hated winters.

But he has this daily routine to go at the nearby park which is more importabt than anything else.

They say angels are your protectors.

And that each person has their own angel.

Minho just wanted to run.

because he didn't and was late before.