Jo Youngmin, a normal teenage boy of the age of 17 was casually strolling around with earphones, obviously engrossed in the music. He stopped suddenly when he noticed a slight movement in a cardboard box just 2 metres away from him. Turning his head, he stared at the box for a few seconds and spotted the top of a head moving slightly inside. Pulling out his earphones, he cautiously took slow steps towards the box and yanked open the lid, only to see a frail and petite looking boy crouched down inside with his head bent low. He stumbled back a few steps in surprise. The brown haired boy looked up slowly and he saw eyes full of fear. Regaining his composure, Youngmin finally asked,

"What are you doing?"

He got no reply. Instead the boy simply stared at him.

He tried again, "Are you okay?"

This time, he got a faint response. Minwoo managed to barely whisper "I-I'm hungry"

Youngmin looked pitifully at the pale and thin boy. "You looked like a puppy that just got abandoned"

Minwoo lowered his head, partly in embarrassment. Youngmin was right. He WAS abadoned and lonely.

"Come, I'll get you some food." He saw a hand being outreached towards him, and he thought if he should accept this guy's help or not. But now he was desperate and needed some food right away. Minwoo gratefully grabbed his hand and Youngmin pulled him up and stepped out of the box. Then Youngmin began to walk somewhere and Minwoo followed slightly behind. Youngmin noticed this and pulled the boy along so that he was walking beside him "Hey it's ok there's no need to be shy. By the way, what's your name?" 

Minwoo looked timidly at Youngmin. "M-Minwoo. No Minwoo. I'm 17" His voice trembling.

Youngmin glanced over at Minwoo's trembling form. "My my, are you okay? You're kind of pale and your voice is weak. And my name's Youngmin. And I'm 17 too. But for now just call me hyung." This boy is so cute, he thought, but yet so shy.

Minwoo only nodded meekly in response. But the truth was, he was feeling dizzy and wasn't sure if he could walk. His vision blurred slightly and came in focus again, his knees threatening to buckle from underneath him. There was no food in his system and he had to eat soon or his body would give up on him. Minwoo was still struggling with his thoughts and exhaustion when Youngmin announced "We're here!"

Minwoo looked up and founf himsef standing in front of one of the most cosy looking cafes he had seen. There were cute drawings on the windows, a soft glow emitted from inside and he could smell cakes and coffee. This made Minwoo really hungry and his stomach growled. Luckily Youngmin didn't seem to notice. He pushed Minwoo into the cafe as was greeted by 3 unfamiliar faces. They were in servant's uniforms and each of them was doing a different thing. One was busy making coffee, one was mopping the floor whilst the other one was making waffles. All 3 of them stopped what they were doing and stared at Minwoo, making him blushed bright red. He had never gotten used to people's attention. Youngmin ignored them as he continued dragging Minwoo out through the back door, where he saw a guy with red hair sipping coffee and reading a book. The guy looked up and saw Youngmin 

"Ah so you came" Minwoo peeped out from behind Youngmin and gave the man a shy polite smile. The red head cocked his eyebrows. "What is that?" Upon hearing his tone Minwoo quickly hid back behind Youngmin's back. 

"I Picked him up."

"Picked him?"

"Yeah. You said you needed a part time employee." With that Youngmin gently pushed Minwoo forward towards his cousin.

Donghyun, the red head and the owner of the cafe inspected Minwoo from head to toe, while Minwoo stood there almost terrified, not knowing what he should do. After a few seconds he asked "What can you do" 

Minwoo hesistated. "I'm really good at dancing.." 

"This is a cafe. Where will you do it?"

Youngmin then piped up. "Aw come on hyung let's just see it"

The music started to play and Minwoo danced, but this time with less vigour as he had less strength and energy. Dancing didn't help the dizziness that he felt. As soon as the song had ended, Minwoo stumbled forward a little, only to be supported by Youngmin. "Yah! Minwoo gwenchana? What happened?" 

Minwoo shook his head to tell Youngmin he was fine, but regretted it as the world began swaying and spinning, his vision blurred. The dizziness doubled, darkness starting to take over and soon he felt his legs give up on him as he started to fall forwards. Before he could hit the ground someone wrapped his arms around his thin waist, and his head was being lifted onto something soft. Through half lidded eyes, he desperately tried not to lose consciousness as he saw the panicked and concerned faces of Youngmin and the red haired guy. They were saying, or more like shouting something he couldn't hear. However he could not overcome his dizziness; eyes closed and body went limp, as darkness completely overtook him from lack of food and fatigue.