Writing is the art of pain, and painting the art of yearning. (but in the end, they both awaited the rain to come.)

All they have is just an outline of their lives.

Sungyeol folds thousand paper cranes to get his wish fulfilled.

Sometimes, Sunggyu calls Woohyun "tree" because he reminds him of a real tree.

Their friendship was like the touch of a butterfly - precious and fragile. One wrong move and everything could break.