Nearly dead. Barely breathing. Needing fifty machines with long names just to keep him in his coma-like state.  It was all because of that truck, going fifty miles over the speed limit, that swerved on to the pavement, taking away all the spirit from Key's body.  All Key can do is sit and watch his mother weep over his slowly dying self, knowing that soon he'll be gone forever, because she can't see what is essentially his soul, waiting there with her. Key knows there's no

It was strange, to say the least. Key would watch him from afar, wondering why someone so cute chose to have no friends. He was intrigued, to say the least, by the new boy. Despite his diva-like facade, Key felt nervous when he was around the younger child, something that had never really occured since his 'transformation'. Who are you really, Lee Taemin?