Chanyeol was drawing on the rooftop looking down at the city streets to see if there is anything possible for anyone to understand how the city looked so beautiful up there but down below we know how nasty it is to be. How the equation of something beautiful can equal to something as bad. In the midst of all these problems that the people face, Chanyeol kept drawing thinking about the one person he once loved and will always love, who had puppy eyes that were bright like the moons and had a pale complexion of a tan yet the snow color, the one who had a brother who looked like a kitten, the one who was friends with a deer that went back to China, which broke his friends heart, the one that climbed up that ladder saying the room was too dark and tugged on the curtain just to fall off and land in his arms. The one that made that room feel like the place where he belonged. The one that faded away like the memories taken by the wind driving past the sea while he faces the ocean, the one he will love forever. Something yet so beautiful could be killed by another beauty that was a facade of an evil city. His one love Beakhyun, he will never forget. Looking beyond where the sun reached the mountain, Chanyeol dropped his work and packed up his things to go back down the creaky stairs, to that dark room that will shed no more sunlight, that the windows will be closed yet even if he could afford getting electricity he would deny buying it even if he was the owner of a big world wide com