“Do you know that boy?”

A tiny spark appeared from five meters away, where a young man’s eyes were locked on Tao’s face.

Tao was silent. Maybe if he didn’t say anything, the boy wouldn’t see him. Mouth agape and body trapped in place, Tao forgot about everything. Except for him.

He was sitting crouched over in a leather jacket, dangling hair tickling his eyes. Sehun’s sleepy stare was so familiar, but Tao felt a gaping hole in his chest where it was forgotten for so long.

Tao froze in time.

Even with proper love and care, a paper heart will fold and tear.