Minho, writing poetry in a notebook angrily: Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.
Chan: Are you okay?
Minho: jisung stole my fucking bundles
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incorrect stray kids
Acakjust stray kids and a whole bunch of craziness. - # 1 jeongin # 31 jokes
