When the fated day comes, the yin and yang will reverse, white becomes black, sun becomes the moon, smile becomes tears, and the impossible will be possible. The roots will bear the pain of the begetter and will live in suffering, forever.

“I don’t believe this.” Baekhyun said with his face ironically twisting after reading the letter. The person behind him snuggled on his brother next to him.

“Ohmija, stop freaking out.” Tao pets Sehun’s head, looking suspicious at the piece of paper in front of them. “I have a bad feeling about this.” He said, feeling hot all of the sudden.

Their tan brother took a glance of the letter and just smirked, “Interesting, maybe I can ask Hyung about this.”

“How about you ask him on a date?” Jongdae appeared behind the latter and the two started bickering for a while until a hand touches their heads. It appeared to be their eldest brother.

“Stop fighting. Baekhyun, bring the letter back to grandpa’s drawer before he finds out that you took it.”

“It looks new, Hyung. I think someone just send this.” Baekhyun pouted. He has a thing for doing investigation (or what Suho refers as pointing his nose on someone else’s business) for he is a huge Detective Conan reader.

Suho shook his head, “It’s not our business to know why and its grandpa’s letter not ours.”

Baekhyun groaned and gave in to his hyung.

“No, you’re wrong eldest of Kim. The letter is for all of you.”