"Chanyeol-ah, they say a human doesn't need much. Just a glass of water, a loaf of bread and an occasional 'I love you'. But if there was more choices in life, I hope that it would be you pouring me that glass of water, it would be you baking me that loaf of bread, and you saying that occasional 'I love you'."

Young, reckless, unafraid yet naive to love, we didn't understand love but we fell head first into it. If we look back to our seventeen year old selves, we would see those baby teeth that eventually fell out, jagged, imperfect, crooked and bent, but every single dent, every single flaw held a memory, a memory shared by two boys, a memory that couldn't be removed even if those teeth were replaced by now shiny pearl whites. And even if a memory was forgotten, there's always a story behind a forgotten memory. Baekhyun held onto the stories, and Chanyeol embraced the memories.