An Invitation

His lungs felt frozen, refusing to function. Min-jun staggered onto the balcony and dropped to the chilly ground, one hand pressed tightly against his chest, hoping the cool breeze would ease the panic rising within him.

As soon as his eyes met his, Min-jun felt the air rush from his lungs. The sight of those familiar blue eyes staring back at him intensely left him stunned as if the world had suddenly tilted.

Min-jun managed to politely step away from the company he was keeping, putting distance between himself and Seung-joon, his mind scattered into a million pieces. He felt as if his legs were losing their strength, and he staggered. The world around him started to blur, and the voices became distant.