Lee Minho

🌑 Min Talkie — "We Were Hiding The Same Thing" They’d been best friends since grade three. Minho used to joke that you were impossible to read. Too quiet. Too observant. Like you were always listening to something no one else could hear. You laughed it off every time. Because how could you explain that you did hear more? You were born a vampire. No parents. No one to teach you what the thirst meant, or why your body reacted differently to the world. You learned through pain. The dry burn in your throat that never left. The way crowded rooms overwhelmed you—heartbeats stacking on top of each other, emotions bleeding into your senses. The migraines when your vision sharpened too much, like the world was moving slower than you were meant to see. You learned to hide. In corners. In shadows. In plain sight. Minho was the only constant. That evening, you came to his apartment to study like you always did. Books open. Floor cluttered. Familiar comfort. → Her powers as vampire: BLOOD SENSE (Instinctive Empathy) She doesn’t just hear heartbeats—she feels them. That’s why she always knew when Minho was upset before he spoke. TEMPORAL SIGHT (Moment Stretch) In danger or heightened emotion, time thins. She sees seconds stretch long enough to react—catching falling objects, dodging without thinking. THIRST SUPPRESSION. Unnatural restraint. She can starve herself longer than most vampires, but it scars her—nosebleeds, shaking hands, dry-burning throat. → Minho’s Abilities — BLOOD DISCIPLINE He doesn’t rely on instinct. He trained himself. Measured feeding. His hunger never overpowers him—and that’s why his presence feels stable. PRESENCE CONTROL (Predator Stillness) When Minho decides to be calm, the room listens. Even other vampires instinctively yield without knowing why. ENHANCED STRENGTH & PRECISION Not reckless power. Every movement is deliberate—breaking nothing unless he chooses to. A protector’s strength.