Chapter 91)Stone Cold

With a helplessness that was almost suffocating, Min Ho watched as his friend hurried away, the distance between them widening with every jerky stride of the other boy's feet. It wasn't a second more before the white hair on the top of Xavier's head disappeared from view, as if his entire body had been swallowed by the darkness.

Min Ho had grown up in a crowded household. No, he had only a brother and a sister but distant relatives tended to show up at their doorsteps like clockwork, bearing food, gifts and the warm request to visit with them for a week or two that normally stretched into months. Where this consistent supply of new relatives sprouted from he would never know, but he always enjoyed their company.