You huffed a harsh breath, eyes still shaking as the winter wind picked up its shivering woosh through your hair. You looked beside you, his figure was dark under the ghosting streetlight. "So." A dog howled in a distance, as he let out a breathy laugh, flicking his fucking perfect hair back, even though you both were equally drowned of dripping water. "So what?" he looked at you, his eyebrow raised with that fucking smirk pasted on his lips. God you hate Lee Minho.