I wrote this while having a depressive episode, I deactivated from twitter, took a vacation leave and slept. Didn’t talk to anyone for two days. Needless to say, I was gravely projecting through this fic. Please forgive my grammatical errors, I was clearly not in the right state of mind to check. I am sharing this simple narrative to spark hope to people who might come across this fic who felt lost. Like me. I hope I did Yua and Yesung justice. I swear this story was better in my mind. Happy reading.

Note: I used Yesung's Color of the Sky After the Rain as an inspiration for this, It will be nice if you give it a listen as you read.

Dont lose hope.

Whatever it is.

I believe in you.

- Thel