A victim, a savior and a sinner. In a twisted world, there are someone who will be fated to meet no matter what.

Joonmyun doesn't know what Lay is. Doctors describe him as an Illness that Joonmyun suffers from but that doesn't explain the haunting, it doesn't explain the pain and it doesn't explain any of the harrowing articles that Kim Jongin diggs up after walking back into Joonmyun's terrifying wreck of a life.  Lay is Joonmyun Joonmyun is LayThey are two sides of one person.  But that isn't quite true.

“He laughed. I suddenly wanted to laugh, to laugh with him, to sit here, or maybe outside in the rain, and just laugh with him. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t even smile.” ― 

          It is always nothing but the power of imagination that keeps people alive, false sense of security or not; false hope is still hope after all.             An angstfic that I thought of when I was chatting with my friend. It was written around 1am, so please bear with the grammar mistakes as it wasn't proof-read yet. Will get this edited soon~~   

Sehun craves for perfection while Luhan draws onto it. But in between tic-tac pills and soaring skies, they find something so much better.

Haven't you heard of Noah's Ark, the story where God finally was wrath to punish us all? That story is a lie. God doesn't punish us.