SnowFall
Minho was surprised to once again see Taemin on stage. Not only could the boy dance, he had promising talent in singing and music. What was he doing here? Even if he was a neko…he was talented. Minho stood back in the audience and listened, watched. He supposed tonight was as good as any night to take what the neko owed him.
Master Choi Minho. More of an observer to the beautiful kittens at the club. Get me off my feet? How about I reserve you?