It was two days after the manager of ledapple had Kwangyeon and Kyumin tied together. Currently, the said pair were in the practice room. They were practicing for a performance that was two days from now, and they were going to perform Let the Wind Blow.

       "Hey! Pretty boy! Quit yanking the cloth! I'm trying to practice the dance!"

       "You're not the only one that needs to practice! I need to practice the song for the performance two days from now too."

       "My role in this group is more important. People actually pay attention to me and watch me dance. You're just another face in this group. You don't need to practice. It's not like anybody will notice if you mess up."

       "I provide the music and the beat that you dance to. There would be no dance without the music from my bass. My role is obviously the more important one, so I need to practice more than you do."

       "I'm sorry, who's the one that gets fan mail everyday?"

       "I'm sorry, who's the one who gets confessions everyday from members of both es? I'm much better than you."

       "Tch. Just stop yanking the cloth. I need to practice." Kyumin turned away and began practicing the dance. Kwangyeon smiled triumphantly. He won this argument. Since Kyumin didn't make a retort, Kwangyeon won the argument.

       Kyumin finished the dance and began again. After a few more times of dancing the routine, Kwangyeon began to memorize the patterns of the tugs on the cloth. He picked up his bass and began playing. When 규민 reached the part in the dance where he pointed to his side and turned his wrists, Kwangyeon took a step to avoid the tug of the cloth. Kyumin and Kwangyeon practiced that way a few more times due to an unspoken agreement and shared a small smile at their success when they took a break. As if they just realized they were actually being nice to each other, they stopped smiling abruptly. The feeling was still there though. The feeling of a mutual understanding. The feeling that they could live tied together for the two weeks in peace.

       That feeling didn't last very long. They decided to practice one more time before heading to the dorm. It went well until Kyumin tripped while practicing the steps for his rap part. He fell to the ground, and Kwangyeon fell after him. Kwangyeon quickly looked over his bass and frowned. Two of the strings were broken and a peg was bent out of place. He turned to Kyumin in anger.

       "Nice job! My bass is broken thanks to you! You just had to fall didn't you?"

       "It's not my fault! You shouldn't have fallen on top of your bass!"

       "It only happened because you tripped! I can't play a broken bass! You are so paying for repairs!"

       "I'm not paying for ! Get your bass fixed yourself!"

       "The bass itself isn't the major problem Kyumin! I can't play at the performance with my bass like this!"

       "I can't believe you're blaming me for this! It's an argument just like this one that got us tied together in the first place. You keep blaming me for breaking your stupid bass when I didn't do !" Kwangyeon grabbed the cloth and pulled on it, causing Kyumin to stumble across the room to him.

       "This is your ing fault, and you are paying for repairs. That's that. Now shut up and lets just go back to the dorm."

       "I don't want to go anywhere with you."

       "You don't have much of a choice. We're tied together."

       "No , Sherlock. I just don't want to go anywhere with you."

       "If you're too immature to put up with this, just untie the cloth and get the punishment. I don't care what happens to you."

       Neither would admit it, but it did hurt when they were given such insults. They didn't know when or why they started arguing so much, but both did want to stop. It was difficult though. Since they argued with each other so much, one became angered by the other easily. Also, their pride wouldn't allow them to back down when blamed or insulted. As far as anyone knew, they would never get back to being the friends they were before.