Last year was spent with bicycles, camping trips and late night adventures. According to what I remember, this is how it went. But memory is imperfect. And maybe two isn't enough to fill in the spaces. 

  Meetings and partings repeat and repeat.   We come together as strangers, we bond, we rely on one another and eventually come to not be able to leave. In the end, we still do, in hope that we'll meet again. But things change... People change. We might never get back what we used to share. If I had known, I would have cherished every second we had together.   I would have been more honest with you... a

Kim Jonghyun had made a mistake that everyone but him could see.

"I can't believe you're not here to witness this, Taem." he chuckled.    It's here.

What does it take to make a man beg?