Since he was a little boy, Sehun believed that something was there in between relationship; between fathers and sons, wives and husbands, neighbors, maids and masters, pets and keepers, even cops and robbers. But it’s not as simple as love and hate; it’s a thing. They bounded one to each other by a thing they couldn’t see. They knew it, but unable to admit it. So people would like to visualize that thing into an object the