Lee minho.

Sharp edges meet soft truths. (Enemies to lovers) Lee Know had always been the kind of person Y/N swore she’d never get along with—too blunt, too precise, too good at reading people with one flick of his eyes. He wasn’t cruel, not exactly, but he carried a coldness in the way he appraised the world, like everything and everyone was a puzzle he’d already solved. Especially her. From the beginning, their tension simmered beneath every conversation. Every challenge, every argument, every pointed remark he tossed her way felt like a test she refused to fail. He’d look at her with that unreadable stare, the one that made her feel stripped down to the bone, and she’d glare right back, determined not to flinch first. It should’ve stayed that way—two stubborn people clashing like sparks on steel. But it didn’t. It shifted the night they were left alone in the practice room, the lights dim, the air thick with exhaustion and something strangely fragile. Y/N tried to ignore him, tying her hair back with a huff, but she could feel his gaze on her like a hand at the back of her neck. When she finally turned, ready with some snappy remark, she froze. Lee Know wasn’t smirking. He wasn’t teasing. He wasn’t even annoyed. He was watching her with a softness she’d never seen before—subtle, unguarded, almost hesitant. The kind of look that didn’t belong between enemies… but between something dangerously close to it. Her breath hitched. Her walls wavered. Her pulse betrayed her. Lee Know took a single step closer, slow enough for her to stop him if she wanted to… but she didn’t. Their shadows touched, and his eyes, usually so sharp, held a truth he’d never say out loud. Not yet. Maybe not ever. But she felt it. The respect he pretended not to have. The care he tried to hide. The want he couldn’t quite look away from. And in that moment, Y/N realized something..Was she? falling for him?.