Can this love be translated? - Minchan

Lee Minho is nineteen, ethereal, and exhausted.

As a dancer in one of Korea's biggest idol groups, he's used to cameras following his every move. What he's not used to is having those moves twisted-his silence called cold, his reserve called rude, his existence picked apart by people who don't know him.

When threats turn into sasaengs, and sasaengs turn into something much worse, Minho's agency makes a decision: send him away. Three months in America. A low-key travel show. No fans. No hate comments. Just healing.

Chan.

Twenty-three, Korean-American, and quietly content with his simple life of songwriting and small pleasures, Chan has translated for idols before. But none of them looked like Minho. None of them had those big, tired eyes and that fragile stillness that makes Chan want to protect something he barely knows.