I couldn't take my eyes from you, the boy with a red balloon, a meadow, a pink sky and a pair of chubby cheeks.

You were the writer that wrote flawless characters and I'm just your lover that adores everything on you that is flaws

Being a forensic is not only you have to deal with the corpse and criminal cases, but also your own feelings

As The God pours the water down to our small town, you’ll come to this road again. When you’re soaked under the roof of someone’s house, I’ll be on this silent street, looking for some bucks. Your voice will vibrates through the thick of rain, muffled by every droplet that hits the asphalt underneath. But I’ll hear you, my little trembling feet will run to you and we’ll be together once again. Here we go, a journey to what’s called Eternity through this endless rain.

    ‘Hush Baby Sehun, I pray you don't cry, And I'll give you some bread, And some milk by and by, Or perhaps you want custard, Or maybe a tart, Then to either you're welcome, With all of my heart.’   Sehun is crying all day long, so Kyungsoo tries to stop him in a different way.

Everytime Minseok back from his work, there always be a jar lantern added in his backyard. No one knows who put it but soon, Minseok will discover.

  He sat on the bench near a traffic light. It’s just like another day when he would sit there waiting for the pink sky turn out into dark. But everything changes now. There will be no special friend of him anymore. Someone that will always watch every movements of his muscle, accompany him when he’s bored or telling a story about something behind that pink sky. Because that ‘friend’ is already there,  above the pink sky, happ