On the fourth day of January, when spring was finally on its way and the blankets of snow were about to bid their farewell, Chanyeol died.
No, perhaps, he didn't.
Because for the people whose lives he has touched, it seems as if he didn't leave at all. Memories of him were still alive inside of them like an endless canvas richly painted with different bright color hues.

To Eunhae, words aren’t enough to grasp every thought that she has of him. From the very moment she first laid her eyes on him at the backstage down to the very last time they held gazes. 

For Mr. and Mrs. Park, the people who took care and loved him from the day he was born, knew that in the very core of her hearts, their son will always have a special place. And for them, forgetting him will be as if they forgot how to breathe.

There were a lot of people whose paths crossed with Chanyeol's and although it might not be as striking as to the ones he's closest to, it's enough to say that he's alive. No, his physique might not be alive, but memories of him are. 

And those little thoughts to the very profound ones about him will keep him alive in every beating heart of the people who knew him well. Maybe that's why they say, "he will forever be in our hearts."

Hey all, 
so this story is about to end.. there's still another chapter. I just want to thank all who supported me and journeyed with me in this story. Thank you, really. *gives you a virtual hug, beautiful person!*