Haechan saw a fallen angel. Literally. In which a lil devil Haechan found a lil angel Mark in human realm. Just an encounter in a piece of autumn. 

    In some sense, they are like mirrors. Neither machines nor dolls. Reflecting the love that their receive from their master, they grow up. the Hy

Junmyeon loves all equally. Everything is the same in his eyes. There is no favorite, nothing special. He loves everything equally. Yifan is a man who loves what he loved passionately. With all the things he favoured. Some of hated things. Then they just met and sat on a bench in one afternoon. What could possibly gone wrong? or right?

  2 centimeters is the closest distance allowed  

      Junmyeon always have different summers every years but, he wish to rewind some summers back

NO! JUST NO! This is a dream! My Dream! His mind being a stubborn, his heart even.    

  There's always another story, another tragedy, another love, another happiness, another ending.  Because everyone is a main character.              

  There's a tiny gift shop faced the big light blue sea. There's a tiny white beach house spoiled by the beach breeze. There's a rural hidden comfortably at the edge of an island. There's a white anemone flower accompanied with berry cupcakes. There's a couple with their own book of happiness. There's a so

      You don't know what I'm capable of, you don't know what I've done! 

    “Quiet people have the loudest minds.” ----- Stephen Hawking.