Lost Soul || Minsung

Minho has always been lonely, that's how he lived. He didn't have friends and, according to him, he didn't need any.

So he just lived his life. Alone. Poor. Lost. The only company was his imaginary friend Seohyeon and his 3 cats.

He always told himself he didn't need happiness when he had the 4 of them. Until he found him.

But he hated him. He was everything he never was. He had what Minho desired. Love. Happiness. A career. A future.

He was lost. Poeple around him seemed to get around just fine. Seoul was a city where you were lucky to live in. But it was expensive.

It hurt.

Everytime he sat in front of his laptop, watching perfomances or content of 3racha, holding one of his cats, wiping his tears into their fur.

Every hate comment he typed, was a masked compliment and he knew it.

But he would never admit that.

To no one.

Not even to himself. Not to Seohyeon. Not to his cats. Nor to anyone else.

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A lot of plotholes😢
Strictly SFW
Similarities to other stories are pure coincidence