One year passed and I still thinking about you. How are you? Are you doing fine? Are you happy now?

I bet you're now with you comic-prince, arms linked and smiled while watching the view of beautiful Korea. 

I miss you. I admit it. You're on my mind, I mean seriously. Every thing goes so awkward when I am here. 

When I'm here and no bussiness left about you or about her.

So...are you doing fine? - Taecyeon

Most of people said that the first meeting is always an accident.

But can they explain, or at least give me one reason about our next meeting?

Is it still an accident? Or it is the intervention of God on it?

We're just a stranger at the first, we meet and talk each other. Laughs and fools. Cry and glooms.

 We're not like the person who should stick together.

We're not the line which accidently collide.

No matter hard our effort to stay away from each other — and keep our feeling away

We'll always meet again in the end. 

You don't believe in fate, so do I. 

Then, how we can explain our first meeting on that day?