He turns. And he turns back again. And again. And again, and again, and again- 'Please let me wake up from this nightmare'. 

They were no longer bustling teeneragers, or rosy-cheeked children running amongst other children wielding wooden sticks and kicking up dirt - no longer was it the times in which they could go about playing soccer until the sun settled down. The grass-stained knees and dirty socks - robots and kites and paper lanterns and broken crayons - all memories. Time grew on them, and it showed. They weren't you

Wooyoung is a prince. An Ice Prince at that. And yes, he lives in a castle of ice and glass. He is colder than any other prince and princess out there, devoid of any emotion. His subjects fear his power, although they have never seen him face to face. Rumors say that the last person who did froze instantly after just a glance at the prince's eyes. Hushed whispers fill the streets at night and day, with the snow gentlely piled on the houses as the magnificent castle glittered with secrets. Woo