Kim Myungsoo was cold. Icy cold. He was the type of person who would push people away both unintentionally and intentionally. He didn't want friends, he didn't need them, but he does have a group of friends who were there for him through thick and thin. He always carried his camera everywhere, and I mean everywhere. He brought his camera to school, to malls, to parks and even restrooms. He loved taking pictures and it w

You pull my hair. You hit me for no reason. You ignore me. You punch me everyday. But, not once I complained. - - - PREVIEW " Let me go!