The neon lights of Seoul flickered as Kim Tae-jin found himself increasingly drawn to the bar where Lee Min-ho worked. He couldn't explain the pull, but something about the young taekwondo champion captivated him in ways he had never experienced.
On this particular evening, Tae-jin arrived at the bar, his eyes immediately seeking out Min-ho. He watched as Min-ho moved effortlessly behind the counter, serving drinks and engaging with patrons with a smile that could light up the darkest room.
As the knight wore on, Tae-jin finally approached the bar. "Whiskey, neat," he ordered, his voice steady despite the flutter in his chest.
Min-ho looked up, his eyes widening in recognition. "Tae-jin, right? How have you been?"
Tae-jin managed a smile. "I've been better. But it's good to see you again."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ12xSQCxcpW
Min-ho poured the drink and slid it across the counter. "You should be careful out there. This city can be dangerous."
Tae-jin chuckled, a sound that seemed foreign even to him. "I think I know that better than most."
They conversation flowed easily, and Tae-jin found himself opening up in ways he hadn't anticipated. He told Min-ho his childhood dreams of becoming a singer, dreams that were eclipsed by the dark path his family had laid our for him.
Min-ho listened intently, his eyes softening with understaning. "It's never too late to pursue your dreams, Tae-jin," he said gently. "You just have to find a way to balance your responsibilities with your passions."
Tae-jin was struck by Min-ho's words, feeling a flicker of hope ignite within him. "What about you, Min-ho? What are your dreams?"
Min-ho's eyes lit up as he spoke about his dream of owning a bar on a private beach, a place where people could relax and enjoy themselves. He also mentioned his younger brother, whom he cared for deeply and wanted to provide a better life for.
Their conversation was interrupted by a commotion at the entrance. A group of men, clearly looking for trouble, entered the bar. Tae-jin tensed, recognizing them as members of a rival gang.
"Stay here," Tae-jin whispered to kin-ho, his hand moving to the inside of his jacket where a gun was concealed/
But Min-ho shook his head, he eyes fierce with determination. "No, Tae-jin. We'll face them together,"
With a nod, the two of them stood side by side as the gang members approached. Tea-jin's presence also was intimidating, but combined with Min-ho's taekwondo skills, they made a formidable team.
The fight that ensued was swift and brutal. Tae-jin and Min-ho moved in perfect synchrony, dispatching the attackers with a blend of martial prowess and street smarts. When the last gang members fled, Tae-jin turned to Min-ho, his breath coming in short gasps.
"Are you okay?" He asked, concern etched in his voice.
Min-ho nodded, a slight smile on his lips. "I'm fine. We've got to stop meeting like this."
Tae-jin laughed, a genuine sound that filled the room. "I wouldn't mind if it meant seeing you more often.
As they cleaned up the bar, Tae-jin felt a sense of camaraderie and connection that he hadn't felt in years. He knew that Min-ho was someone special, someone who brought light into this shadowed world.
Unbeknownst to them, their lives were about to intertwine even further as they both attended the same university. The revelation would bring new challenges and deepen their bond in ways they never expected.
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