music has been so deeply imbedded in lee hwitaek’s veins, he thinks if music is a drug, he’s well and truly ed.

he thinks of music as the sun, and him, a sunflower seed, gaining strength and finding a reason to live by only looking at the sun.

it’s been a lonely path, but a path to fame indeed. he thinks of his old-labelmates, wondering if they could even be classed as labelmates, past or not. mark tuan had been his motivation to up and leave all he’s ever known, knowing that the likeability of maintaining friendships will be impossible.

he meets new people, he learns new things and most importantly, then came kang hyunggu. he was water; he was the rain that still made people laugh when he was drowning, he was patience, he was the storm that turned hwitaek’s life upside down, he was the flood that saved the sunflower from wilting.