Please, Don't Go - SHINee (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-6Tmsfr3c74)       ----------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     A light rapping on the door jolted Naeun up the next morning.   It was 5 a.m. Surely, none of the boys would be awake by now.   She was already up for ten minutes, just staring at the ceiling, but couldn’t force herself to go back to sleep. Naeun sat on her bed in a dazed silence for a second, eyes meeting with the door, and then with the clock.   *The earliest risers, either Suho or Lay, usually wake up around six. So then who is that…?* Naeun sat up and furrowed her eyebrows. Still half-unconscious, she murmured an almost inaudible sound of, “Come in.”   A fraction of a second passed until the door creaked open. Naeun was surprised to see her sheepish visitor.   “Sehun!” She slid off of her bed and approached him—clad in her two-piece, laced pajamas.   A ghost of a smile appeared on Sehun’s face before he pursed his lips a while after, supressing it. No. He had come to speak to Naeun in private for a reason. He couldn’t be so nonchalant about it. The matter at hand was serious, and he had to know.   But when Naeun’s tender smile slowly disappeared, Sehun almost went berserk. She was bewildered and confused at his odd behaviour. *Usually, he’d be returning the smile, and chirping a happy ‘good morning’.* Naeun instantly knew that something was the matter.   “Sehun-ah…?” Her voice almost echoed. It was too quiet. Too cold, for Naeun’s taste. She liked the warm, beaming Sehun. Just what in the world had happened?   The brunette wasn’t smiling, although Naeun sensed his unchanging affectionate gaze. He put his hands behind his back, and leaned against the door behind him.   “I need… I need to talk to you, Naeunnie.”   Phew. At least half of Sehun was still there.   After searching his eyes, Naeun managed to nod, and she walked backwards to sit on her comfy bed, gesturing him to go on.   Sehun opened his mouth to say something, but then merely shook his head with an almost regretful expression. “Not here.” He thought aloud.   “Then where?” Naeun quizzically asked.   “You know where.” He said. *Our place. The place where we first got to know each other a little better. The place where we first became friends… and now… hopefully become something more.*   Naeun looked puzzled for a second, before her face turned stoic. Suddenly, a sly grin took over her lips as she got up and slipped through the door. She took Sehun’s hand in her warm one as she passed him, “The rooftop, right?”   Sehun’s heart melted and filled up with liquid love. *Even if… you still love Baekhyun hyung… Even if my predictions turn out to be right… I hope we can still be close like this. I hope… your warm hands never cool down. I can only hope that we’ll be able to go back to before, and stay as friends.*   With a silent inhale of fresh air, he nodded.   ---------------------   It felt free to be up on the roof. As soon as Sehun poked his head out from the opening in the ceiling, all he felt was exhilaration. Looking down at the ground just made him feel all tingly.   Because inside… he knew that this would be the closest to flying he’d ever get.   Well, until he got his wings back, that is.   Before he knew it, he was already lying down on the roof, staring up at the sky. The sun was about to rise soon. A golden ray of sunshine cast over the building as Sehun felt calm.   He glanced over to see Naeun looking at him with confused eyes. Sehun didn’t smile, nor say a word, though. He merely beckoned her over.   Naeun seemed to understand, and she eventually took her place beside Sehun. Slowly, she felt herself sinking until she was completely lying down as well.   There was a silence until Naeun decided she wanted to break it. She let in a breath, “Sehu—“   “The skies are beautiful, don’t you think?”   Naeun stared at him, “…What?” He wasn’t making much sense, considering the fact that he had just pulled her out to say something that seemed really important. Now, he was talking about the sky?   “Look. The sun is going to set soon.” Sehun breathed. Naeun didn’t say a word, figuring that he’d open up soon. Her eyes started to close. She wanted to listen and just focus on his words.   Another long, thick silence was cast as Sehun closed his eyes too. *Don’t be a coward, Oh Sehun. Ask her your question, find out the answer, and don’t run away from the outcome.*   Finally, after a long time, Sehun mustered up the courage to ask.   “Naeun.”   Naeun opened her eyes with a small smile. It looked almost proud.   Sehun ducked his head. *Focus.* “I don’t know if you forgot, but a long time ago… The first time I became your friend and we talked on this very rooftop,” He paused to calm himself, “You promised me something. Can you remember it?”   Naeun’s lips pressed into a thin line. It was easy to see that she was deep in contemplation. Sehun let out a sad smile when she couldn’t come up with an answer.   “…Sorry.”   Sehun avoided her gaze, “You promised me… That you would tell me the name of the person you came searching for.”   Naeun blinked and zoned out for a bit, trying to remember.     “I don’t know if I should make promises with strangers…”   “Oh, come on. You never know. The person you’re looking for could be me!”   “I highly doubt that.”   “Promise? PROMISE?!”   “Fine, fine. Jeez. For an angel, you sure have a way with words.”   Pinkies were hooked, a friendship began, and feelings changed.   Naeun opened her eyes in realization, “That’s right…” She turned to see Sehun looking at her with an unreadable expression. Her lips turned into a light frown, “But I didn’t break the promise yet. I still… haven’t figured out who my angel is.” She let out a frustrated sigh.   Sehun raised his eyebrows, although half of him didn’t want to ask.   “Your angel?”   Naeun looked up and gave Sehun a sheepish smile. While taking in a deep breath, she began her story, and didn’t leave any details out. Sehun’s eyes grew wide with every sentence that escaped .   “All I ever remember of my childhood was staying in the hospital, but he changed me. He’s my first love. Although I might… um… have an interest in someone else now,” Sehun swore that she flushed a shade darker than her natural complexion, “I never want to forget him. He’s the reason why I’ve decided to live on. No matter what, he is the one that let me realize the beauty of life that I didn’t notice before. I don’t want to waste this opportunity and live it in vain. I’m going to live—for me, and for him.”   Sehun froze and took all of this in. Something forgotten was now revealing itself again.   ---------------------   Six boys of different ages flew freely in the air under the baby blue sky. Their white wings each had a unique undertone, differentiating themselves apart.   Their odd physical appearances definitely stood out. Chanyeol looked about 20, while the others were either in their pre-teens, childhood, or late-teen years. Technically, Chanyeol was the eldest in appearance.   But in reality, fourteen year old Suho was actually the eldest, and the lea