A middle age man looking at music chart, a new solo singer named Hyomin enter the chart in number 105, the middle age man doesn’t look satisfied with the result of his newly debut singer. Someone knocking the door, 
“Come in,” he said, a young man with messy  hair come in, “what’s wrong with your hair?,” he asked, that man sitting on the sofa,
“I know what the thing you want talk to me, sorry..,” he said. He is the song writer of the newly debut singer, “but I think..she couldn’t…,” he couldn’t finish his talk,
“You want to blame her?, she just sing your song, your trash song for her debut single,” he said, after heard that he is standing from his seat, 
“You called my song trash?, you are the one who choosed the song, I had three songs that time for her debut, but you choosed that one,” he look angry.
“Because the other is trash too,” he said, he is wanting to make his song writer angry.
“Then I’ll say..she couldn’t deliver the meaning of the song so it sound bad, and you are the one who choose me as her song writer when I told you that I couldn’t make song that match with her voice. You called my songs trash, but then..the other songs that I wrote for your succesfull band make a lot of money for you,” he said then leave the room.  He goes to the band practicing room, there the four members of a succesfull band that debut 3 years ago still practicing, then he abruptly open the door making everyone surprised,
“What’s wrong with you Yook Sungjae?,” the vocalist, Hyunsik asked, they are in the same age.
“From your face, you don’t look happy at all. What did he said to you?,” the bassis, Penniel put his bass then walking to Sungjae who is busy packing his things,
“From now on, I’m not your song writer again,” he suddenly saying something that making everyone surprised once again,
“Are you joking?, your contract is 5 years, you signed that, right?, ” the drummer, Minhyuk come to him.
“What did he said to you that make you this angry?, tell me,” the guitarist, Ilhoon said then patting his back.
“He said that my song is trash,” Sungjae told them.
“What?, what kind of trash that make a lot of money for the management. His words are trash, don’t  mind it,” Minhyuk said.
“After you made songs for us, we became this succesfull, just because the debut song of the newly singer doesn’t do well, he blame you and talking like that,” Hyunsik said, “don’t worry, we’ll always by your side, ” he said, Sungjae smiling to him. Actually, they know each other since 7 years ago, long before Hyunsik debut as vocalist of Melody. They are come from the same college, music department of Seoul Art college.
“Thank you,” Sungjae said then looking at the clock, “ah, it’s already 9.15, I’ll go home first, I must go to subway station now, because the last train will come in 30 minutes,” he said then take his bag,
“I’ll drive you home, why you always riding subway when you go home?,” Hyunsik asked then taking his coat, “let’s go,” he said while wearing his coat.
“Just go and take a rest, tomorrow you’ll kick of your first concert, so have a good sleep tonight,” Sungjae doesn’t want Hyunisk to drive him home, “the reason why I always riding the subway?, it’s just I find it fun,” he said then smiling.
“What?,” Minhyuk asked.
“The voice that sorounded the subway, when the train come, when an employee announcing something, when the train goes under the tunnel, I like that kind of voice,” he said, the four of them find him strange,
“Then just go now before late,” Penniel said, then Sungjae leave them with his guitar, “do you know what did he say?, it’s confused me,” he said.
It’s almost 10 pm tonight when he reached the subway station, there isn’t many people here, just the one who worked overtime, so does he. Eventhough after hearing consoling words from the band members, the words that said by the CEO of the management really stuck in his head, so he became stressed because of that, he take a seat near a big poster, 
“Then, what kind of voice that’ll help me to write a good song,” he said while closing his eyes,
“My voice?,” someone next to him said something that make him surprised, you heard it
“Who are you?,” he asked her, but she just smile. A girl wearing school uniform, “aren’t you a high scholar?, why are you still here this late?,” he asked.
“I’m waiting for my dad who work here, we’ll go home after the last train leave,” she said, “are you a musician?,” she asked him, he just nodded to answer her question, “wah, I like to play guitar too, but I don’t have it now. Then, what kind of song did you wrote?, ” she asked him so many question.
“I don’t even know your name, why I should tell you something about that,” he said.
“Then should I tell you my name?,” she asked, “just call me Miss. X,” she said, Sungjae is ignoring her, “then let me know about your song,” she said.
“You want me to believe that Miss. X is your name?, You don’t even let me know your real name,” he said then wearing his headphone, “we just meet, but she talk like we know each other from long time,” he is mumbling by himself.
“I used to write a song too, but I stop doing since that day,” she said, although he is listening to the music, he still hearing what she said, “I know that something bad happen to you today, should I help you?,” she said, he is wondering after heard that, how can she know that something bad happen to him today, she still looking at him, “I said that I’ll help you, didn’t you hear that?,” she said near his ears,
“What are you doing?,” he said, she just smiling then starting to close her eyes humming. Then there is  an announcement that train will arrive in 5 minutes, Sungjae get up from his seat,
“Let’s meet again tomorrow,” she said to him, he’s turning his face to her,
“Why?, we don’t have meet again, just go home,” he said, the train come, he get in it, she is waving her hand to him but he still ignoring her,
“Even you don’t like it, we’ll still meet tomorrow, because you see me, because you heard me,” she said.
We’ll meet again for sure….