Kris smiled as he sat up.

The sound of the morning birds singing brought a warmth to his heart.

Though he heard the same hums every morning, Kris seemed to still be amused.

The washing sound of the ocean waves caught his ears.

Kris lived right beside the ocean.

He sometimes found himself roaming the shores when he wanted to think.

But today was something special.

Today was his late mother's birthday.

He would visit her with a rose.

A purple rose.

It was her favourite colour since the incident.

Since the disappearance of his brother.

The disappearance of Lay.

Kris sighed remembering the past.

It was hard and a painful journey.

As Kris made his way to the kitchen for a small breakfast of egg omelette,

The doorbell rang continuously.

He raised an eyebrow as he answered it carefully.

"We found him!"

Luhan's bright face burst through the crack in the door.

Kris gulped.

"Who?"

He questioned warily.

"What do you mean who?!"

"Lay!"