NO PASARAN

"I'll pick you daisies from all fields" That's what Minho said before climbing into the school flowerbed while everyone was cleaning the pool and pulling out eleven stalks of white dandelions, half of which had been blown away by the wind. — These are dandelions. — Everyone has their flaws, — Lee sits on the hot curb, rolling up his school pants and examining the bleeding wound on his knee.

He looks down. He looks down. These two live at different levels, and the difference is a meter. Why, then, does he seem to be able to see a naked soul in front of him? The soul of a stranger without a gleam in his eye. The wind freezes thin cheekbones, and eyelids in blue don't close. There is no time to even blink. They met each other, among passers-by in silence, beyond the horizon of the largest ocean, after three myriads. At an expensive boutique, somewhere behind a cafe. Under the amethyst

Minho has one problem that haunts him. This problem talks a lot, loves to eat and seems to see something in him that others don't

Jisung hesitated for a moment and then suddenly looked up directly at Minho. “Do you want to have sex with me?” “Yes.” He didn't think for a second before answering. A thick silence hung between them. Jisung was slowly digesting what he had just heard, and Minho kept glancing at his bare knees under the woolen fabric of his skirt. He wanted to touch them. Or minsung have an emotional kitchen talk at a party, and Jisung realizes that he's found the best guy to lose his virginity with.

When Changbin moves into his personal apartment he looks forward to a peaceful life with himself where no one would badger him anymore. But the thing is, Changbin has a little special trait - he can see ghosts

Lee Know told his best friend about his kink… Blue hair?

What happens if you play spin the bottle?

It was a joke. They were playing jenga, Changbin lost and was forced to ask a question he never even thought would be answered. The thing is Hyunjin likes to go against people's expectations

— Miss me, lad? — Minho gives Jisung a nimble peck on the temple, mischievous in his manner of speech. — Crazily! — Han probably doesn't even suspect that the real crazily thing is his involvement in Minho's life.

Seven years ago, Minho decided to go to the ice rink and he was lucky enough to meet a small and lonely Han Jisung there.