The day was cold, grey and breezy, the wind was chilly, the mist was thick, the ground was wet. And there he sat, on the long grass, with his back leaning against the old oak tree, watching failhfully a drop of dew rolling off from one leaf to another until it ended its journey into a puddle of muddy water. The tiniest flop was heard. Life is short.. too short. Kyuhyun thought to himself.

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"Touchdown!". The stadium roared, players took off their helmets, the game has ended. Cheerleaders jumping up and down, shaking their bright coloured pompoms. Flash of lights blinding eyes, their focus was on that one person under the spotlight, still kneeling on the wet green ground, hands forming fists, sweats covering his face. He stood up, proudly facing the world and through his own eyes, Siwon saw a long life ahead.