Luhan and Sehun are brothers. They’re supposed to be. But the fact that Luhan is a hal

  ~ Sehun was six and he puts the same socks as three years ago. His friends use a bigger one but his father always said to him not to be greedy about presents.

  She walked along the corridor. It’s always the same. Even after years, nothing had really changed. The paintings were still hanging on the wall. Beautifully covered by tiny dust. But nothing had really changed. They’re still the same with bright colors he had always used. She smiled, recalling back the past memories one by one. Tears flooding her eyes as her steps become closer to a room at the end of the hall. She grabbed the knob but didn’t even think to open it. She’s