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Minho has been saved in Jisung’s phone as 'Emergency Contact #1' since day one.
A year of pretending Jisung is just his sleep‑deprived, disaster‑cooking menace best friend—who somehow manages to be both the most pathetic little wet cat he’s ever met and the most devastatingly attractive person alive—has left Minho hanging by a thread.
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22 Dec 2025
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Minho smokes too much, hates Christmas, and has a complicated relationship with concepts such as “socializing” and “feelings.” His nightly routine is simple: escape from his guitarist roommate, sit on a frozen park bench, and contemplate the existential void with a Marlboro as his only companion.
Jisung eats his feelings in the form of gas station desserts, hides his body under coats three sizes too big, and lies to his parents about where he spends his nights. His refuge: that same park bench, at exactly 11:15 p.m., with the most obscene strawberry cheesecake money can buy.
For two weeks, they ignore each other with impressive dedication.
Until Minho breaks the silence with the most anticlimactic observation possible: “Did you know there's a coffee shop three blocks from here?”
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17 Dec 2025
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Minho is uncharacteristically jubilant and waltzes down to Chan with the bucket in hand. “Chan! Look at this fish!”
Chan looks at him with equal parts concern and shock. “What the fuck Minho? Put it back?”
Minho looks like an arrow has shot him through the heart. “No!”
“Why not?” Chan queries, despair written on his features.
“It… I just need to look after it. I can’t tell you why I know this,” Minho tries to explain. “I just… need to.”
Chan chuckles disbelievingly, motioning to Minho to get in the car. “Alright, you weirdo.”
(OR: A SKZ Ponyo retelling! When Minho finds a trapped goldfish the pair quickly grow attached to one another. Little does he know that this fish may just turn into the boy of his dreams...)
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15 Dec 2025
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Minho would’ve chuckled at the big, black fuzzy caterpillar of a hat on the guy onstage if he hadn’t gotten stuck on his bright, round eyes. Or his soft pink-tinted cheeks. Or the awkward, but cute way his feet nervously turned inward as he adjusted the strap of his guitar. Or the gentle twinge of brunette slipping over his forehead.
Maybe the array of buttons on his jacket was part of it too.
“Hi, I’m-” Mic feedback screeched and the poor guy winced as he scrunched his face. “Sorry…I’m HAN. Han Jisung is my real name, but you know, needed a stage name.” He bit his lip and slid his fingers over the fret of his red electric guitar. “It’s bingo night? That’s cool.”
He was so awkward that Minho wanted to eat him. In an endearing way, not like a cannibal or something. Though his clipboard was meant for taking bingo attendance, Minho couldn’t help but pencil in “Han Jisung” above the margins, just so he wouldn’t forget.
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08 Dec 2025
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“So what’s the deal then?” Jisung asks. “Do they, I don’t know, shoot lasers from their eyes?”
“Better,” Changbin says. “They don’t give off scent unless they want to, but when they choose to? Everyone folds. Doesn’t matter if you’re Alpha, Omega or Beta. Instinct just gives up.”
A tightness settles under Jisung’s ribs. “That sounds terrifying.”
“That’s the point.” Changbin grins. “Some people even say an Enigma can mate with an Alpha.”
Jisung chokes, a small, startled sound that he tries to cover with a cough.
Minho has been acting strange lately, and Jisung is determined to get to the bottom of it.
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- Part 1 of Enigma Minho
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07 Dec 2025