Jong-up was like a beautiful, delicate dove: he was pure and clean. Daehyun didn't want to change that.

As I walked past his room, I saw him dancing. His back was facing me, but I knew he was lost in the music. His body easily moved to the beat of the song. The shy boy that I knew as Jongup seemed to have disappeared. My eyes were fixed on him, and evidently starring at him for a long time. He turned around. Our eyes met as sparks flew.

It took a lot of time and effort to get to where I am. I can't just throw it away for him. It didn't matter how cute he looked when he blinked, or how his smile lit up his face and showed off his dimple. I could just admire him from far away.