One day, in the sad morning, without you ...
In the past, when I was depressed with every training session, and my mission, I would go to your room. In your room, I used to get peace. With you, I can talk to you with English and it made me seem to be at home, makes me seem to tell a story with my family. Jinyoung, you always patiently listening my story. I can’t tell them to my family because I do not want them to worry so that you only place where i can tell my problem. Whenever I want to tell you, you would always be there for me. When the middle of the night I had a nightmare, I used to come to your room and sleep in your bed. Although you're always complaining, "Hyung! My bed was small, do not make it more narrow. What you do not have a bed ?!". But after seeing my tired face and my body cold sweat, you immediately shift your body and let me sleep in your arm. You then take a tissue that you usually put near your pillow and wipe my sweat from my forehead. When I miss my family, I definitely came into your room. Then like usually, i just hug you without saying anything. And you also never asked anything. You just reply my hug while giving spirit. But now, this room felt cold and unfriendly. There is no Jinyoung who graciously ushered me into the room. There is no Jinyoung who will nagging and scold me if I make a mess in your room. There is no Jinyoung who warmly hugged me when i in my hard times. I don’t know why, this time, remember all of you make my tears flow wit