"Are you okay, ______?"

I looked up from my book to see the worried face of Wooyoung.

"Yeah. I'm fine."

Wooyoung didn't look reassured by my unenthusiastic response, but nonetheless relaxed.

I sipped my cup of coffee as I noticed Starbucks was getting crowded.

I walked over to the garbage bin and threw my coffee out. It tasted bitter, just like my feelings now.

Wooyoung got up from the table and threw his cappucino out as well.

"Well, I have to go to work. My boss is going to kill me if I'm late." He lightly joked.

I managed to crack a smile.

"You going to visit him?" He asked. I nodded.

"It is his death anniversary after all."

He silently agreed to my reply. "I'll quickly drop you off. I'll be sure to greet him later."

I nodded, and the next thing I knew, I was in Wooyoung's car.

After a long silent car ride, I thanked Wooyoung as he saluted me back.

"Don't cry." Wooyoung said seriously.

"I'll try not to."

And with that, I walked off in search of Taecyeon's gravestone.

I found the place where he lay in no time. My tears threatened to spill, but I kept them in.

"_______-sshi?"

I turned my head, and came face to face with that beautiful woman again.

"Omonim."

Taecyeon's mother smiled, but it was a faint one. I tried my best to smile back, but I suppose I did a lousy job at it.