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“Jisung-ssi,” Minho breathes, voice barely audible over the weight of the world pushing down on him. “I know this sounds crazy, but do you believe in fate?”
Jisung smiles and it’s genuine. “No. But you do.”
Minho snorts and sits back in his chair, surprised at the certainty in which Jisung speaks. “I think you’re pushing your luck.”
“I don’t think it’s luck.”
“So it is fate,” Minho teases, cocking his head. He picks up his notepad and takes his pen out from behind his ear, underlining the word ‘romantic’ with two tight lines.
“No,” Jisung says again, big eyes turning sad. “I think things just happen. Even when they’re not supposed to.”
(OR: Minho and Jisung find each other in every life, even when the universe doesn't want them to. It does everything to stop them and they do everything to keep going.)
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“I think you’re lying, all the time. I think you think about me too.”
Jisung is close again, in a place he should never have entered. A place Minho had willingly opened to him, luring him into his den. A wolf trapping an unsuspecting lamb; pretty, blinking up at him with trembling eyes. Trembling eyes, but a steady, manly voice. Half a man; apparently more of one than Minho himself.
“Because I do think about you, professor Lee.”
For the sake of his less-than-likely redemption, Minho wants to think he’s not the one who bridges the distance. For the sake of his poor, rotten soul, he decides to think it’s Jisung who leans in further. And if his own back is no longer touching the wood of his chair, and he’s leaning over the desk just barely, then it’s a secret between him and hell.
Or Professor Minho shouldn’t fall for his new research assistant and his sweet, sad, angry eyes. He still does.
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Jisung never imagined that getting a ride home from a stranger would change his life.
Where Minho is a dancer, and Jisung makes music. A story of all the things that inspire Jisung to make this song about the boy he falls in love with.