He is your typical troubled kid. He gets into fights. He's the in-your-face  type of boy who never backs down and never quits. That's just how he grew up to be. It's on the streets where he belongs, not in school and not in libraries. The street is his lair - it's where he is Kai and not Jongin. She is your typical ideal kid. She is a fresh graduate with honors, choosing instead to serve a small

And a little later you added: 'You know, when a person is very, very sad, they like sunsets.' 'And were you very, very sad on the dayyou watched forty-four sunsets?' But the little prince did not reply.   - The Little Prince by Antoine de

Just let it rain Let in rain Let it rain     Solitude.   Cold.   Despair.

“You’re the younger brother I never got to have, Kai.” She smiles brightly at him and he was, needless to say, fascinated at how she shone so brightly to him. He fights the disappointed frown that threatens to mar his handsome face, choosing instead to focus on the fact that she used the nickname she thought for him. “It’s only a four year age difference, noona.”