Through the rain, and through the storm, we all struggle on and on.

You lost your light, you lost your fight, saying you can’t carry on.

But I know girl, that you are strong.

Despite the struggles, despite everything, through the blaze, you will shine.

You broke through the daze to triumph in the day.

Don’t worry about today, as long as it’ll be okay.

Take my hand, hold it, and I will guide you through the fog.

With the light at the end of the tunnel, we will march, we will fight, and we will carry on to the light of dawn.

We will throw away the haze to show the light of a new day.

“Wow, Joohyun-oppa never gets tired of writing you inspiring messages.” Joy commented, taking small sips from her strawberry milk.

“I saw it on my desk when I woke up.” Seungwan smiled. “Not sure if it’s from him though. Your Jisoo-unnie also writes me uplifting messages, and their handwritings are the exact same.”

“Nah, I’m sure it’s from big bro.” Joy smiled back at the latter.

“Hey, aunt Sica.” Seungwan drifted her gaze towards Joohyun’s mother who was munching on waffles. “About me starting to live here, don’t you think I’m a burden? I mean, my house is only across yours.”

“Burden? Not at all, dear.” Jessica giggled. “I was actually the one who asked Joohyun for you to move in here. You’re a wonderful blessing to the Bae family, so we’d love to have you with us from now on.”<