MINHO 34 MIRAE 33
~~~3 months ago, Early October~~~
[Does your offer still stand? Sorry, I know I never got back to you before. I just couldn't.] - Mirae.
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"Okay, this is where you can stay." Minho said, opening the door to the spare bedroom.
I was all cleaned out except for a bed and a desk.
Mirae nodded gratefully.
"And this is the bathroom. There's a schedule so we don't run into each other." Minho said.
Again she nodded.
"And this is the living room." Minho said.
Mirae looked around and nodded. She noticed a bunch of pictures on the shelf.
"Who is this?" She asked, picking one up.
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Minho glared. "No one." He said coldly, quickly putting the picture back. "Don't touch stuff."
Her eyes saddened as she stood there confused. She nodded.
"Follow me." Minho said, walking away. "And this is the kitchen. Whatever you use, wash it." He said.
"Okay." She nodded again.
After the tour, Mirae went off to her designated room to unpack.
She placed her things carefully where they should go. The room still looked empty.
She sat on the bed nervously. This place felt cold and intimidating. Minho was more of a jerk than she realized.
She really had to use the washroom, but she was pretty sure it wasn't her turn on the schedule.
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