Nichkhun opened the door slightly and noticed it was too dark. He looked at the clock in his phone. It is still early, but why such silence? Thinking that the others might have been in the gym to train their body, he took a deep breath while dragging his big luggage inside. 

Just when he the light, he gasped seeing the whole house. Balloons everywhere, with some meals and drinks on the dining table. And there was a big frame hung on the wall written with Happy Birthday and such. He looked at the calendar. Indeed, how can he forgot his own birthday. He smiled widely imagining how they had put more efforts to do this. It is childish, but he loves it very much. 

"They should be back anytime soon... Maybe they thought I'm going to be at home in the midnight," he told himself while grinning widely.

"I'm hungry...but I should wait for them. Khun, let's take a shower and change..." he quickly turned off the light back and went to his room. While humming happily, he took out the comfortable clothes that he wanted to wear. Of course, he wanted to look better on his own birthday. He haven't check on his SNS yet. That is why he totally forgot his own birthday.

Nichkhun looked at the clock. An hour before midnight. He smiled while changing the channel of his favourite programme. A sudden call rang caused him startled a little. He walked to the house telephone it calmly. Never knew that the news would made him speechless.

"Hello, is this the place of Ok Taecyeon, Kim Minjun, Lee Junho, Jang Wooyoung and Hwang Chansung?" the question made him restless a little.

"Y...yes, it is...May I know who is this?"

"We are from the Military Service Department. May we speak with any of of the name mentioned before?"

"I'm sorry, but they are not here in the moment. Would you like to leave a message? I'm Nichkhun, I will deliver it to them,"

"Owh, nice to hear you, Mr.Nichkhun. We would like to inform you that they will be enlisted for the first group. Therefore, we need them to come to the department to complete some documents needed. The time given is a month from now,"

"First group? Five of them?"

"Yes, Mr.Nichkhun...Five of them..."

"W...when...when will..they leave?" he asked hesitantly, unknowing to himself that he gripped the phone too tight until his knuckles became white.

"By the end of this year. The exact date will be informed from time to time..."

"Al-alright...I...I will deliver it..to them..."

"Thank you Mr.Nichkhun,"

"Welcome," he said sadly as the phone placed back to it's base slowly. He rubbed his own chest while looking at the clock. A