lovely boxer ✰ lee minho

51: Outing the Cheater

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It's crowded
Shutter sound ready
I'm pulling in close, zoom in
Jealousy, bitter silence
Look at the thrill in your body
Pikachu, Pika, Pikatte
Flowing in front of the mirror and under the light

-Heyday-3RACHA-

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"Who's there?"
The manager called out.

"Minho? Are you in there?"
Hana replied.

Minho's eyes widened at the sound of her voice, and for a moment, everything else seemed to fade away. His manager, still with his hand on the doorknob, looked over at Minho, a questioning glance in his eyes. Minho gave him a subtle nod.

"Let her in," Minho said, his voice softer than before, as he tried to push aside the pressure from the media and the upcoming press conference. He didn't want to deal with that at this exact moment. He wanted to see her. 

The manager hesitated for a brief second, glancing at Minho's face, before opening the door. Hana stepped in, looking a little worn but a gleeful smile that Minho admired.

Her eyes locked onto his almost immediately. For a heartbeat, neither of them spoke. She eyed him all over, cuts on his face, kinesiology tape all over his arms and legs.

"Minho..." she began softly, but her voice trailed off as she took in the whole scene—the staff rushing around, his coach and manager looking tense.

"Wrong timing? Am I even allowed to be here?"
She blurted. 

Minho blinked, caught off guard by her words. His eyes softened, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"No," he said gently, shaking his head. "You're not interrupting anything."
He glanced at the chaos around them—the staff rushing to attend to his wounds, the constant hum of voices outside—but when he looked back at Hana, it all seemed to fade into the background.

"Well I know you must be in pain, that guy was brutal, but I knew he didn't stand a chance. So this, is for your victory."
She pulled out a cup of pudding from her bag.
"I know you like this, and ever since you've been on a diet, I figured you could cheat just this one time, you coach doesn't need to know."

"Uhh..."
A man behind her, she figured in his late 30's, made her turn so quick.

"Hyung, this is Hana, my roommate. And Hana, this is Kim Jaehyun... my coach."

Hana's eyes widened a little as Minho introduced her to the man behind her. She hadn't expected to meet his coach in such an unexpected moment, but quickly masked her surprise with a polite bow, lowering her head slightly out of respect for his age and position.

"Nice to meet you, Coach Kim," she said with a gentle tone.

Coach Kim greeted her back, his expression unreadable for a moment. Then, as if sensing her nervousness, his features softened slightly.