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~~   

A oneshot Kyumin fic.  Most of us may experience first crush, first love. Remember how he/she makes your heartbeat goes wild? What if your first love disappear because of a silly mistake?