'A king cannot fend for himself, you know,' Daehyun used to say. Because it was true; sometimes the ones with the most power were the weakest. Youngjae was the king. Daehyun had vowed to protect Youngjae ever since he was five. From that time where Youngjae fell down from the tire swing crafted by Daehyun. And Daehyun did keep his promise- he was always protecting Youngjae. Always by his side. And

She is cold- cold without the warmth of Yongguk's arms around her. Cold without the assurance that they will meet again. Cold while she sinks to the bottom of the endless pit of misery. Cold as she watches everyone she ever cared about, vanish. Jiyeon is cold- cold with the burning determination she has, to get back on her feet.

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