"Are you sure you can do it, hyung?"

Sungjong looked down at his crossed legs as Sunggyu told him of what seemed to be an important secret a few minutes ago. Was the world about to end? he thought. It feels like mine is about to…

Sunggyu, who was across from him, looked at the boy and smiled. "Don't worry, Sungjongie. I'll be fine. I'm sure I can do it," he replied confidently. There was no time for him to take life so serious anymore. "I'm strong."

Sungjong smiled weakly. "I just don't get it… you seem so fine, and happy, and… I just don't think it's fair that…" Sunjong stopped for a moment to think. From that point, the young boy's eyes began to water.

"Don't cry…" the leader said as he wrapped an arm around Sungjong. It wasn't his fault that fate had steered him to this path in life. "Everything's going to be okay. Will you miss me?" He asked as he wiped a tear on the boy's face with his jacket's sleeve.

"More t-than a-anything.." Sungjong whispered softly. I'm scared for hyung..  He buried his red face into Sunggyu's soft chest. "I love you, hyung. Never forget that."

The boy kept crying on his leader's comfortable chest. From this point on, Sunggyu's life has changed drastically. He is now limited to everything-- but most importantly, he is limited in time.

He began to think of how he would live his life for the next two years. What he would do, how he would break the news to the rest of his friends, but most importantly his best friend. . How the hell should I tell Woohyun? A small tear came sliding down his pink cheeks.

"I can't believe it," Sunggyu finally admitted. "I can't believe I have cancer."