He looks down to the pair of shoes that he wears as he lets the tears down his pale complexion. He slowly looks up, up to the night sky. Everything is pitch black and his world collapsed around him. He only have a muffler around his neck with a thin white coat hugging his fragile body. He is loss. His mind can’t works anymore. The world called happiness suddenly diminished from him. He takes something from his pocket. A picture of himself and ‘him’. The one he called his true love. Right at the back of that picture was another picture, one that can’t really make out what the picture really means but just by one glance one would know, it was a picture of a growing life right inside of a womb, growing up healthy despite being only one month old. He stares at the other picture for a long time before chokes of sobs escape him shamelessly, ignoring glances he got from people around. They are insignificants to him now.

He left there, unwanted, and didn’t even have the direction on which path he should take. His legs carry his body here when his mind already in haze. He's broken, shattered into piece. He closed his eyes, feeling the cold breeze of the first snowfalls as the winter knock in. He gives up. No one want him here, and no one will bother. From a far, he heard the sounds of the train come nearer. Faint smiles upon his face, he clenches the muffler around his neck, throwing it away. He doesn’t want to carry that part with him when he departs. Jaejoong closes his eyes, one leg crossed the dangerous lane drawn. The officers start to be in hassle, whistling the whistle signalling him to stop but he doesn’t bother. As he ready to jump, he feels his body suddenly lighten and his back hits the soft warm body behind him, unfamiliar body warmth from someone he didn’t even know.

“What a foolish things to do….don’t coming here and commit suicide where everyone can see, at least find somewhere where there’s no eye witness can see. Idiot,” a cold and piercing voice interrupts his hearing. He stared up at the tall build man that had just pulled him back a while ago. That man features is handsome and yet he seemed like he was catching his breath.

So I shouldn’t kill myself in front of other

He thought to himself before he felt that same hand that had pulled him up and dragged him to a bench.

“Wait here. Your body is as cold as ice.”

Was it really frozen? A light chuckle escapes his lips, he never even realized on that fact. So he had let his body frozen, is that why he felt light headed, then the reality strike him as he felt the two pieces of pictures were still there, ah, so it wasn’t a dream after all.

A warm sensation felt on his left cheek, causing him to startle but the eyes that greeted him made him felt safe. Those dark brown orbs somehow manage to give a calming effect on him, they were almost similar to the one he used to know, but somehow this one seemed different. Then after few moments of times passing away, he feels something place on his palm. The warmth from the coffee cup managed to make him felt how cold he was before.

“Here, drink this. It should warm you out.” He looks at the cup then looks at the one who offered him. A faint smile decorated his pale and worn out face. Jaejoong stared down at the paper cup then at the pictures he realized he has been holding rather tightly. Then he feels the stranger sits down beside him while sipping on his own cup.

“He’s handsome…” Jaejoong looks at the person besides him with eyebrow knitted close to each other. The other male smiles. “I mean, the man besides you in that picture….” Jaejoong let out a deep sigh before nodding slowly.

“He is…” he admitted bitterly and the stranger caught it immediately.

“But you don’t seem too happy about that.” The was the truth, if that person was a little bit uglier and isn’t as charming as he is, then he won’t have given his heart in the first place, trap inside a fake cage. If only he was a bit smarter, then he would surely wouldn’t have fall into the trap in the first place.   

“What if….I offered myself to be your sword and shield, so that you can use this against this person, will you allow me to do that?” The question caused the other to be startled by the stranger sudden question, one that was so bold and somehow just like what he was looking for. He puzzled face was only greeted by the warmth of the stranger’s meaningful smile.  

“We shall cast away this cold and sad emotions away from us, so that one that we can see the light shine upon us. By the way, the name is Changmin. What’s your?”

“Jaejoong…Kim Jaejoong…” a smirk appear on Changmin’s face.

“So shall we start our first stage then?”

“How?”

“By changing the name you are called….”