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Yunho sat for hours, signature after signature, fan after screaming fan. The amount of times he was proposed to, or given gifts of little hand-made plush keychains? He'd lost count. Yunho sat. Waited. Just wishing that the fans would stop coming. That he could put this pen down, and never see his face on a poster or CD ever again. He adored his fans, but sleep came first; or, it would if it were allowed to.
Fame. It gets stressful. One minute you're having fun, feeling as though you rule the world, listening to fans chant your name; the next you're on the couch back in your dormatory, refusing to move, in a state of such severe depression that only senseless and irrational activities can make oneself feel 'better'.
Would you help a friend to recover their memories if they were ever unfortunate enough to lose them? Or would you simply give up? Would you build a new relationship with them? Would they remember?
Nabila finds herself stuck in a thunderstorm, with no where to go for shelter. Oh! There's a cafe! But they are closed, and only the cleaner is there. Will he let her in...?
The counterpart to 'Do You Remember?'.