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"Is it?" As the inquiry escaped his lips, Minseok found himself fighting against the frown that threatened to overtake his expression, the words that had left him - that had filled the air around them - coming out far softer than he'd intended them to. "I'm not sure that I agree with you there. Luhan is a much cuter name than Minseok."

‘What makes you happiest?' Though the question had floated into his ears softly, hesitantly, such a simple inquiry had managed to capture his attention fully and instantaneously because, in terms of providing the unfamiliar female with an answer, it really wasn't uncomplicated at all. Minseok wasn't entirely sure—he hadn't ever been asked such a thing before, nor had he assumed anyone to honestly care. “I… I don't know.” He began after a moment's hesitation, his mind struggling to provide him with a satisfactory answer. “I like to read, I guess.”

For Minseok, first impressions had never been easily aced. He had always been quiet and awkward and, on occasion, he tended to come across as being somewhat… well, apathetic—his expression and his tone of voice suggesting indifference, stoicism perhaps, even when internally he was left feeling anything but. Making friends, or even just acquaintances, had never been his forte. Why he continued to bother - or, more shockingly, why others continued to bother - he would possibly never know. “Luhan…” He repeated the name aloud softly, cataloging it, saving it within his mind along with the other male’s face so that it wouldn’t be forgotten. “I’m Minseok. It’s nice to meet you, too.”