Minho had finished dressing up and was now slipping into his shoes, buckling them up. To say he looked magnificent would be an understatement. Rising up, he moved closer to the mirror, taking a good look at what had become of him since he became something else. He had to admit he looked a lot different from a month ago. He groomed better, dressed better even. Everything had changed, except for his sanity which had taken a turn for the worst.
Jae Hyun soon came by, leaning by the door for a minute and taking in the look. He had groomed just as well, his coat resting on his span-out shoulders, the first three buttons of his white shirt undone and his hair was also perfectly slicked back.
