InkNovaDreams
One sudden midnight call shatters everything, and the world the group once knew collapses in an instant.
Han is gone- violently, abruptly, without mercy
Grief drags each of them under, but none fall as hard or as quietly as...
Minho.
He moves through the days like a shadow wearing his own face, haunted by the memory of the one person he could never live without.
As the silence between heartbeats grows colder, a final truth begins to rise:
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