Watching the beauty of the sunset, Yugyeom stood with his eyes enjoying the ephemeral view of the sun submerging to the sea. Everything was quickly changing, it was inevitable he thought. The shades of bright yellow slowly turn to shades of orange, to warm red until it was in damson. It was his last day with him, he taught, so he might as well enjoy it until the sun sets and the skies were enveloped with purple draping.