Love Tinted Lenses | 2MIN

"There he goes. Murderer Minho, they call him."

"Why?"
"Just look at him. Gives me chills."
"Completely gorgeous... but cold. Those eyes... it feels like they're stabbing you."
"Heard he's in a biker gang."
"He's no good, that Lee Minho. Stay away, 'kay?"
"Yeah, he's...scary."

Lee Minho passes through the quad, earbuds in, windswept hair brushing over his deadpan gaze. He doesn't flinch at the whispers, doesn't indulge the stares. He just moves, like a ghost, a shadow, a presence that unnerves everyone without even trying.

"Terrifying," Seungmin hums to himself, watching from afar. And he's not wrong. But he knows the truth that no one else sees: That the "knife-bearing bag" Minho shoulders like a warning is actually filled with cat treats, bingo cards, and jars of pudding. That beneath the cold, untouchable exterior lies a man who is, simply put: remarkable. In every damn way.

It's a dangerous game - getting close to someone who keeps the world at arm's length. But Seungmin isn't deterred. He's determined to find the cracks in Minho's armor, to unravel the mystery of Murderer Minho, and maybe... just maybe, steal his heart in the process.