Seoul, South Korea Spring Year 2012     Luhan was humming and playing his guitar. The right words were forming in his mind and he quickly opened his notebook with all of his song compositions. He started writing the lyrics and hummed to the tune he wanted.   Oh you're so beautiful So beautiful to me And I just gotta let you know, girl To me, to me   Luhan smiled to the memory of a little girl who was strangely addicted to sweets, in love with the color blue, and really afraid of dogs. Everyday, he would still remember that little girl he had met from years ago.    "I wonder where is she right now?" He whispered to himself. Luhan reached by his bedside table and opened his drawer. He took out the only thing he had from her, it was a blue hair clip she clipped on Luhan's hair when they were playing. He smiled inwardly as he realized that he still misses her so much.   "Lu?" His mother knocked on his door but he was too caught up in his own thoughts, he didn't notice his mother entered the room already.   She approached him and tapped his shoulders.   "Oh, ma. What's up?" He smiled and his mother smiled back.   "Your father wants to talk to you." The once smiling expression of Luhan was changed into a frown. This didn't escape his mother's eyes. "Lu, please listen to your father too. He only wants what's best for you."   "By imposing on me that I have no choice but to follow his orders? I already took up nursing because of his wishes. When will I be free?" He stood up weakly and lay his guitar on top of his bed and closed his notebook. His mother sadly ruffled his hair and went ahead of him. Luhan knew that his mother can't do anything about it as she also would only follow what his father wanted.   Luhan kept his notebook under his bed and as he heaved a deep sigh, he proceeded to his father's office in their mansion.   As expected, it was still about the path he must take in his life. His father wanted him to take up medicine because his father's business was a hospital and wanted Luhan to be a doctor so he could take over it when the right time comes. Luhan was getting tired of hearing this argument everyday. He then walked out of the office.   "Young man! Get back in here!" He heard his father's booming voice. Luhan heaved a deep sigh and stomped his feet back to his father's office.   "What?"   "Is that how you talk to your father?" Luhan refrained himself from rolling his eyes even though he was getting really annoyed already. He knew his father will not let go of this issue. As if his father knew he will not speak again, he continued. "You should pursue your studies to medicine."   "Is nursing not enough? I don't want to do this anymore!!"   "Luhan! You're the next in line to this business and you have no choice with that. You will continue your studies to medicine and that's final." A sour expression flashed from Luhan's face.   "This is not what I wanted. I just want to be a composer and singer!"   "That's bull! How will you earn from being just a mere singer?!" Luhan was taken aback by his father's cursing. Yes, he must be simple-minded as he wanted to make a difference through music but he still can do great things with the help of it.   "That's it. I am so tired of your constant demands. I'm out of here." He raised both of his arms in defeat and turned his heels and walked away.   "Luhan! Don't you turn your back on me! I'm still talking to you!" But he didn't go back and instead went to his car.   Luhan sat on the driver's seat and slammed on the stirring wheel.   "Dammit!" He shouted. Everyday ever since he was young, his father would pressure him about this already. Constantly reminding him that he needs to be a doctor and never listened to his wishes.   With heavy heart, he started the car and decided to get away from there as he needs air.   Luhan drove fast as he really was feeling sick of everything. Sick of his father, sick of his demands, and sick that he was feeling helpless. He drove faster than his usual speed and his eyes were blinded by tears. After a few moments, his eyes widen as he can't control the car anymore and everything went black.   -   Seoul, South Korea Autumn Year 2013     Luhan was sitting by his window just staring outside.   'If that stupid accident didn't happen I'm still probably doing fine right now.'   KNOCK KNOCK!   His mother entered his large bedroom and Luhan just glanced at her before drawing back his attention outside.   "Lu, my darling." He looked back to his mom who sat in front of him. "Please. Let's try the therapy already. So you could be healed... It's been a year... Let's try, Lu?" Luhan noticed how his mother was fighting back tears but he still felt like there was no hope for him anymore. His life ended the day of his car accident and he just accepted the fact that he won't heal anymore.   After that car crash, Luhan had Broca's Aphasia. He can't speak nor write well. Only through therapy that he would regain everything back. He could hear well, yes. But he cannot understand all of the words and he can't express himself anymore. Luhan became so frustrated with his condition that he became aloof an