10 months later.

He saw Minseok again for the nth time on the television.

He somehow changed, he was wearing a bit of a make-up, wore clothes one would only imagine and sung like a prideful lion.

Jongdae wanted to eagerly meet Minseok, wanted to ask him about his life was going on even though he could judge that it might be better than his.

Minseok hadn't given his number to Jongdae so they weren't in touch.

Jongdae argued to himself that at-least he could send a letter but perhaps he was busy, so busy that a memory of Jongdae might have slipped by his mind.

"Kim Minseok, the recently famous singer said to have been dating someone."

A curve appeared on Jongdaes lips as he slowly grabbed the T.V remote and switched it off.

Maybe that's how it was going to be, maybe that's how life continues on, it doesn't wait for anyone, it doesn't give a hand to pull you too, it just moves and it's hard to grasp it really.