"Are you finished yet?" Sungyeol asked, knocking on the staff room door.    Sungyeol, who was now 26, looked more mature and masculine after inadvertently losing weight, making him look more chiseled and mature. He also switched from his long boy next door hairstyle to a short pulled back manly look.    "Five more minutes!" Woohyun shouted from the staff room.    Sungyeol who was usually very forgiving towards his friend, was in an extremely bitter mood as he stood waiting outside the staff room in his snazzy black suit. Sungyeol hated wearing suits as it clashed with his laidback and childish personality. Feeling suffocated by the suit as each minute passed, Sungyeol couldn't help but forcefully tug on his collar in hopes of loosening it up.    "You're ruining it!" Woohyun exclaimed, slapping Sungyeol's hand away from his shirt collar.    Woohyun who had just finished getting ready, walked out of the staffroom in a stylish clean-cut suit, looking fashionable as he styled his hair perfectly and wore a cute black bow tie.    "Do you know how expensive that shirt is!" he exclaimed, trying to fix Sungyeol's tie and collar.    "Let's just get this over with," Sungyeol demanded, storming outside the store. "Sungyeol, isn't this just beautiful?" Woohyun asked, holding tightly onto Key's arm as he looks up at the painting in amazement.  Sungyeol couldn't help wonder if he was looking at the same art piece as Woohyun and Key as he couldn't even tell what the painting was, let alone see the "beauty" of it.  Sungyeol stood with the crowd of upper-class, rich people as they all admired the abstract painting on the wall. Irritated by the fact that he couldn't see what everyone else was seeing, Sungyeol quietly walks away from the crowd of people to walk around the art gallery by himself.  "What am I doing here anyways?" he thought to himself. Sungyeol walked aimlessly in the gigantic art gallery as he quickly glances at all the expensive sculptures and painting in the gallery.  Finally, Sungyeol notices something that catches his eyes and stops to admire the black and white photography scattered on the walls of the gallery.  "Now this isn't too bad," Sungyeol thought as he looked at all the multiple black and white pictures scattered all over the wall plain white wall. Sungyeol couldn't help but finally feel relieved as he finally understood something that was in the art gallery.  "You like what you see?" he hears someone ask behind him.  "Uh yeah," Sungyeol replied. "It's pretty co-" Sungyeol decides to turn around to look at the random stranger but is shocked when he is greeted by Myungsoo's devilish grin.  "This can't be real," he thought to himself, completely frozen as he was unable to speak or move. "I must be dreaming."  Myungsoo chuckles at Sungyeol's startled expression and walks over to stand beside him. No longer looking at Sungyeol, Myungsoo stares at the black and white pictures on the wall before beginning to speak.  "It's been awhile." "Uh, y-yeah," Sungyeol replied still shocked from what was happening.  Sungyeol turns back around to look at the black and white photos with Myungsoo.  "Am I hallucinating?" he asked himself, worried that there was something wrong with him.  "I'm sorry," Myungsoo said, suddenly breaking the silence.  Surprised by his sudden apology, Sungyeol quickly turns his head to look over at Myungsoo. Noticing his gaze, Myungsoo looks over at Sungyeol, locking eyes with one another.  Sungyeol who would usually be in cloud 9 right now, was too angry to be happy as he felt his blood pressure rising. "The