I remember that day like it was yesterday.     "Hey you!"  I turned around at the sound of the voice. A boy - dressed in black jeans and a dark blue vneck - strode up to me confidently, an amusing smile tugging on his lips.

Jongdae's not much of a flirt. It's a shame Yi Xing isn't either, but they figure something out.

Chen's life lacked a meaning, a purpose...a light. He wasn't searching for it when it came to him one night as he sat drinking alone. But sometimes in life, the light we find is temporary. A fleeting hope that there is something better beyond our misery in this world until only we can find the light in our lives that lives within us.