Hi everyone!

This is my first fanfic (well, technically at least, as i've only written one shots until now on other forums) so all suggestions and criticisms are welcome. :D

It's inspired by IU's song titled Raindrops.. (I got the english translation from http://princessoftea.wordpress.com) and a certain SBS Heroes episodes which HoMin guested.

ㅋㅋㅋ So, I hope you guys enjoy! The foreword is soft of dark, but it will get lighter when I start writing the chapters. xD

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Her fingers traced the pages of their scrapbook with a tender care, her expression bittersweet. "Shim Changmin & Lee Ji Eun.. yongwonhi," the photos read screaming, tormenting her psychological state and pushing her sanity to its very limits.

The teardrops built up in her dark brown eyes, the liquid threatening to spill. She would not cry for him, not anymore. But the tears streaming endlessly down her cheeks contradicted her so. 

He watched through the large glass pane of the recording studio, biting his lip as he saw her fall brutally to the floor, her legs far too weak to withstand the weight of the rest of her body. 

Changmin could feel his heart breaking - he had after all, broken his promise to her. He had hurt her, left without a word when she was least expectant, leaving her wondering what had happened to that forlorn "I'll never let you go" that they both remembered so distinctively.

Their hugs were not yet void of emotion; the forceful, dominating love between the young couple was no longer a secret code, begging to be deciphered.

They were the 'perfect couple'. Their friends would coo over the two, constantly pushing them closer to one another, curious as to which of the pair would turn beet red fastest (most usually Ji Eun, or IU as she was affectionately nicknamed by their friend group).

He could still remember the feeling of her small body against his, automatically fitting in all the right places. Her head would conform to each nook in his neck, laying preciously on his shoulder as his arms would wrap around her waist, bringing her closer.

"If only," he thought, "The glass was the only thing separating us."