I'll search the universe
Until I can find you again
I won't let go, even the smallest memories
Memories engraved in the seasons.   The nasty situation we were in started to be more comfortable and we talked the time away. It was surprising, but very nice to hear Chanyeol open up more and talk about all sort of things. If the back of my mind wouldn't have shouted "He already has a girlfriend!" every five minutes, my hopes would have risen greatly. Since I could always count on my conscience, I was safe for the moment. "Do you like volunteering at the orphanage?" Chanyeol asked and before I opened my mouth, my brain had a flash, a moment of darkness to be more exact as I couldn't recall the time when I've told him that I still volunteering there; he must have heard it from Suho or Baeky could have mentioned it. "At first it was a bit depressing, all those kids were continuing their lives, but they were under a cloud of sadness. But they try to move on and that gave me and all the employees power. And there's a little girl, Mina, she's so cute. Kids tend to look the same, but she's gorgeous. I have some photos with her on my phone, but since I don't have it in this moment, I can't show them to you." I began rumbling. Somehow it was so easy to tell him everything. Maybe too easy.  "Nice. What do you do more specific there?" he continued asking. "Don't imagine anything too pretentious. I have a potato peeling competition with Suho most of the times. Sure, they don't eat just that so we help with whatever is needed. Have you considered volunteering?" Before he answered, I continued. "Of course not, why should you? Don't take it as a bad thing, but you're doing more than enough for the society with the job you've chosen." "Is that what you think?" "Yes, Baeky may be clumsy and loud and all that, but he has a good heart and is keen to help people selflessly." "Do you think I have a good heart?" he asked taking me aback with the question. "Hmm, there is always the good and the bad cop, isn't it?" He laughed and I concluded that was one of my favorites sounds.  As I stretched my legs to find a more comfortable position, my feet touched something. Quickly I realized it was a bottle the thing I stumbled upon. "Think I found something to drink." I mentioned happily because thirst was starting to be more visible. "Great." he said, but after a blind examination I concluded it was a different kind of bottle and things weren't that great.  "What's there?" he asked and I confessed