“A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow.”

― William Shakespeare

A ten year-old Minho was sitting alone in his room. He looked longingly out of his room’s window at the tree house outside. It was the most awesome place to play and hide for him and his ex-neighbor, Changmin hyung. The tree house was on a tree located in between of the two houses and the branches of the tree reached out to both of Changmin’s room and his room. So, they could just climb the branches to go the tree house instead of using the ladder. Both of Changmin’s dad and his’ helped them out to build it two years ago and it was always a special place for them.

Now, he has no one to play with since Changmin moved to the States two months ago. He tried playing there by himself but it was not the same. It was lonely and the tree house seemed cold. So, when yesterday his mother told him a new family has moved in next door, he was excited to see whether they have a son whom he could play with. At that moment, he saw someone moving about in the room opposite of him, the room that used to belong to his hyung but he could not see clearly the person due to the lacy curtains. He sighed … He had to wait for di