It's a little past midnight when Chanyeol calls him.       

  Chen is normal nineteen year old teenager with a camera. And a boyfriend.

      I like white flowers, though. They remind me of a lot of things, like   angels, but mostly, they remind me of you: simple and beautiful.  

  There was rain . . .  

  Joonmyun falls in love and says farewell, just like before.

    Cross my heart and hope to die.   Burn my lungs and curse my eyes.   I've lost control and I don't want it back.

  Minseok