Yesung sat alone in the dimly lit corner of MoBit. The past year had been a silent ache, a void that no amount of music or fame could fill. Leeteuk and Heechul had tried to keep him updated about Kyung Mi, but he had stopped asking. The pain was too raw, too deep.

And then there was Min Jee—the girl who had once shared his heart. Their relationship had blossomed under the spotlight, their heavenly voices entwined in harmonious melodies. The media dubbed them the “perfect heavenly voice couple,” and fans cheered for their love story. But it was all a façade, a beautiful lie.

One day, Min Jee requested a meeting at MoBit. Yesung's heart raced as he waited for her, the worn-out notebook clutched tightly in his hands. When she arrived, her eyes held a sadness he couldn’t fathom.

“Oppa,” Min Jee’s voice trembled. “I’m sorry.”

Confusion swirled within him. “What do you mean?”

“Let’s end this,” she whispered. “I love you, Jongwoon-oppa, but it’s clear you don’t feel the same way.”

He protested, “I don’t understand. I love you, Min Jee.”

She shook her head. “Don’t lie to yourself. Kyung Mi-ssi is the one you truly love.”

Her words pierced his heart. Kyung Mi—the girl who had vanished without a trace, leaving behind a notebook filled with songs they had composed together. Min Jee stared at the notebook, its pages worn and fragile.

“You should see all the songs in there,” Min Jee said softly. “You’ll understand.”

Yesung opened the notebook, his fingers tracing familiar lyrics. The first few songs were theirs—their laughter, their dreams. But then, blank pages followed. What did Min Jee mean by understanding more after reading them all?

“You should read the back part of the notebook, Hyung,” Eunhyuk said, interrupting his thoughts.

Yesung looked up, confused. “Hyukjae?”

"You already sang I am Behind You so you already know what the lyrics were about." Eunhyuk sighed and looked at him. "The song was composed before you announced your relationship with Min Jee, but it had different lyrics."

"What?" He gasped and grabbed the notebook from Eunhyuk and saw that a page was ripped off before the page containing the version he recorded for the album. "Do...do you have a copy of the original?"

"Sorry Hyung. There was only one copy and she already took it with her." The younger then handed him a CD. "I just received this earlier today. It's her debut album. I think you should be the one to listen to it first."

He held the album and Eunhyuk left him alone. 'Letting Go' was the title of the album. He looked at the list of songs and couldn't help but tear up.

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Song List:

Story 1 - Fallin'
Story 2 - Jealous
Story 3 - Heart of Mine
Story 4 - Let the Pain Remain
Story 5 - Someday
Story 6 - Set you Free
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Yesung clutched the CD, its surface reflecting the dim café lights. “Letting Go”—the title resonated with his struggle. Kyung Mi’s debut album held secrets and melodies. He wondered if the missing page in the notebook held the key to understanding.

As he slipped the CD into the player, the café hushed as if anticipating the revelation. The first track began, and Kyung Mi’s voice enveloped him—a bittersweet echo from the past.

Track 1: Fallin’

Our little conversations
Are turning into little sweet sensations
And they’re only getting sweeter every time

Yesung closed his eyes, transported back to their late-night talks, the café empty except for them. Kyung Mi’s laughter, her vulnerability—it was all there, woven into the lyrics.

Our friendly get-togethers
Are turning into visions of forever
If I just believe this foolish heart of mine

He remembered the way she’d look at him, her eyes wide with hope. Had he been blind to her feelings? Or had he chosen not to see?

I can’t pretend
That I’m just a friend
'Cause I’m thinking maybe we were meant to be

The truth hit him like a crescendo. Kyung Mi’s songs were love letters, melodies etched with longing. She had poured her heart into each note, hoping he’d hear the unspoken words.

I think I’m fallin’, fallin’ in love with you
And I don’t, I don’t know what to do
I’m afraid you’d turn away
But I’ll say it anyway
I think I’m fallin’…for you
I’m fallin’ for you…

The café walls absorbed his silent tears. Kyung Mi’s voice echoed through the empty chairs, a haunting reminder of what he had lost. Min Jee had been right—his smiles no longer reached his eyes. The real Jongwoon had vanished, leaving only Super Junior’s Yesung behind.

Whenever we’re together
Wishing that goodbyes would turn to never
'Cause with you is where I’ve always wanted to be

He thought of Kyung Mi’s notebook—the blank pages that held unwritten verses. Had she hoped he’d complete them? Had she waited for him to find the missing lyrics?

Whenever I’m beside you
All I really wanna do is hold you
No one else but you has meant this much to me

He pressed his hand to his chest, feeling the ache. Kyung Mi’s love had been a silent symphony, and he had been too deaf to hear it.

I can’t pretend
That I’m just a friend
'Cause I’m thinking maybe we were meant to be
I think I’m fallin’, fallin’ in love with you
And I don’t, I don’t know what to do
I’m afraid you’d turn away
But I’ll say it anyway

I think I’m fallin’, fallin’ in love with you
And I don’t, I don’t know what to do
I’m afraid you’d turn away
But I’ll say it anyway

I think I’m fallin’…for you
I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’, I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’, I’m fallin’ for you
And I don’t know what to do, yeah yeah
I’m fallin’ for you

The last note hung in the air, fragile and raw. Yesungwiped his tears, knowing that Kyung Mi’s heart had been hidden in those unwritten verses. The album title—Letting Go—was a paradox. For in listening, he held on to her memory, refusing to forget.

And as the café lights dimmed, he vowed to find the missing lyrics, to complete the song that had been waiting for him all along.