You twist the silver doorknob in your hand and there stood..

No one.

You close the door quickly, just in case anyone saw you open the door to no one. You cough awkwardly to yourself. Your reflection in the full-length mirror beside you judged you mutedly. Automatically you pinch your nose, tilting the tip upwards. You tug at your cheeks, pulling them in and out. You noticed the foggy condensation you made on the mirror from leaning in so close and breathing on it. You wipe it off with your jumper sleeve. You stood back and turned to the side, in your stomach. Before you could react to it, there was a knock at the door. You sharply twist towards the door and reach for the door knob. Your hand rests on the knob, waiting a few seconds before opening.

“Hello, gorgeous.” Minho’s round lips spread into a smile……………….