“Sungmin hyung’s leaving tomorrow,” Kibum said, looking at the calendar, the red scribbles particularly on a certain day, tomorrow.

“It’s been a long time,” I remark, and watch as Kibum count the number of months with his fingers, the number of months since we’ve last seen him. Now that he's back, for 2 days, he's leaving us again. He eventually gives up because it’s too long for any of us to remember.

“Leeteuk hyung, you think he's going to come back?” Kibum ask, too hopeful from his usual composed voice.

“Hopefully, if he’s still the same then…” I sigh. “I don’t know what more I can do to help him…”

“We can’t do much, Hyung. It’s up to him to decide if he wants to be happy,” Being the practical person, Kibum wasn’t the one for petty advises. 

"I guess, but at the same time...don't you think we could have done something, something to stop it?" I ask, still blaming myself for some parts, not everything, but I could, could have stopped it, stopped all the pain.

"At some times, I think, 'Yes, we could have stopped it.'" Kibum’s eyes look far into the distance, looking a bit hurt himself. "Then I think, 'Maybe it was meant to happen.'" 

"But it wasn't supposed to, Kyuhyun and Sungmin are—were per—" 

"Hyung, don't ever mention this to Sungmin hyung tomorrow, okay?" Kibum's back now, his eyes are on me, and with a threatening look, he told me this.

"I know." I lean back, my chair squeaking in annoyance. For all the times that life's been unfair to Sungmin, I hope that once, just once that it could be fair. And by being fair it means that Sungmin won't run into Kyuhyun ever again, then that's enough.