Jisung was the leader so he was constantly under stress, he had to make sure everyone was fine, Jaehwan couldn't go to him, he didn't want to bother him with his problems, they weren't even that important, he found a way to release anyway. He had to wear long sleeves shirts now but no one asked him about it so it was so easy to do it, at first it was painful but now he finds it amusing how much it helps him to calm down, this pain is something he deserves for being such a failur, nothing more than just pretty voice. Even if he went to Jisung or another member he was sure they simply wouldn't care about him, they weren't as affectionate with him like they were with eachother, he was their main vocalist and that's all, he wasn't their brother or even a friend, that's what he believes, the world he created in his mind, full of self pity and destructive thoughts, he desperately needed help but his mind wouldn't let him ask for it, he wished someone would notice before it'll become too much...but no one did and he slowly drowned in the deep water waiting for saving...until he touched the bottom of the ocean