Reach for the sky. That was something she had heard ever since she first picked up a book. And she had done just that, reached for the sky and way beyond until all she could see was black. Until her only beacon of light, of hope, was the silver-haired girl, shining brightly against the gigantic black hole in front of them.

"And the award for the best album of the year goes to 'The Dark Side of the Moon' by Moonbyul!" Moonbyul let out a soft sigh, a smile immediately taking over her sharp features. She looked to her right when she felt someone squeeze her hand. A blinding smile met her the second blonde hair came into view.   

She carelessly swiped at her face, trying to push the blue strands of hair tickling her nose away. It took a few tries but she managed to free her nose and open her eyes, her sight still blurred from sleep. Her eyes focused on the fresh painting lying in the middle of the room. The eyes. They felt so incredibly familiar.

There was no way she'd ever be able to look Siyeon in the eyes again. Not after more or less accidentally reading that. Should she say the truth? That would be too weird for now, wouldn't it? But maybe something else would work. It wouldn't even be that much of a lie, considering she had watched that video earlier.