"Mark, hurry up! It's going to be midnight by the time we get there." Donghyuck yells at him again. It's after school on Friday, and just as he said, the two were going to a surprise location. Mark decided to stop asking where they are heading, Donghyuck keeps refusing to tell him. That boy is impossible sometimes.

"I'm coming. Gosh, you act like you told me where we're going. For all I know you could taking me to a cliff so you can finally get rid of me. Excuse me if I'm a bit reluctant."

"Point taken. But I want to get there just in time. We have to be there at the right moment, or else we'll miss it."

"I'm still not sure about this. I still value my life. I don't want to be murdered this young."

"Oh please. If you know if anyone is going to murder you, it will be me most definitely. But I already told you that I'm no going to… today at least."

"See! I can't trust you."

"Whatever, hurry up."

They reach their destination right before the sun begins to set. Mark, however, isn't sure how this could be their destination, because it's at a hill. A big grassy hill, with almost no civilization around. Mark doesn't know why Donghyuck brought him here and would very much want to go home.

"Umm, Donghyuck? Where are we?"

"We're at the place I used to spend all of my time at. I wanted to show you it."

"That's nice and all, but what is there to see? All I see is this hill."

"We're supposed to go up the hill, idiot." Donghyuck says, walking past Mark to start marching up the hill.

"I'm not an idiot. I'm just saying what's so great about it." Mark says, following him.

"You'll see." Is all Donghyuck says before he pulls out a blanket from his book bag.

"Come sit down with me. We still have a few minutes left."

Mark did, albeit reluctantly, and sat next to the younger boy.

"The view is amazing here." 

Mark looks to Donghyuck's face, then towards the sky. The sun is setting now, a mixture of pink, blue, and orange in the sky. Mark stares in awe, he has never seen such a beautiful scene before.

"Yeah, it is. How often do you come here?"

"I used to come very often, but not lately. I was preoccupied with other things."

Mark hums in response and turns his attention the the almost gone sun. There is a peaceful and content silence between the two teens, neither of them wanti