You stopped and breathed hard, your eyes staring onto the picture you're holding. The name on the picture, confusion was written everywhere.

*She is called Hae Yoonji too? The exact same name as me..?* 

You shook your head. *This doesn't really make any sense.. I don't even look like her.* You got up and stare at the diary in your hand, his journey, his sacrifice, and his legacy. They were all connected to you? 

You didn't know how to figure this out but you knew what to do, *I have to tell the boys about this.* 

You got down from the attic and started to write the story of his down into a piece of paper. After that, you couldn't exactly go back to sleep. Everything was just incomplete. The question still hung in the air, what does his lover have to do with you?

So you lay down on your bed that night, the diary in your arms and the letter folded and tuck in between the pages of it.

Your eyes wandered off to your open window, there was no moon for tonight. Just empty blackness. Just like your mind now, who is this girl and is it a coincidence she has the exact same name as you?

You had drifted off to sleep by thinking about it, with your final thoughts thinking about your parents. 

*Mom.. Dad... I wish you guys were here to help me..* 

The next day, you had woken up at the peak of dusk and immediately prepared yourself for school. You can't wait to tell the boys the news about this. 

But on the way to school, you had just thought about something.

*I can't tell them yet.. Not until all of them has awaken together.* You thought as you remember what had happened yesterday, Taeyang had released an evil darkness over Seoul. It was spreading slowly, but taking effects. 

Just then you remembered something. *Wait, wasn't Taeyang slaughtered to death?* You frowned again. The story had only written his version of his fight, it shows well that his sons had awakened while Taeyang was suppose to be dead. How was he alive?

"Alright Yoonji," You stopped on your tracks, school was a few more steps away but you just wanted to prepare yourself. 

"You're not going to tell them until you've awakened them first. What's important is you awakened them first.. Okay! You got this!" You cheered yourself up and smiled widely. 

"Why are you talking to yourself?" A voice asked which made you to jumped back. You stared wide eye at the mysterious person, but when you had realize that familiar face you let out a sigh of relief.

"Gosh.. Not you too. Stop popping out of nowhere!" You scolded, Lay just shrugged at you. "What are you doing up so early? School doesn't start till 7. And it's 6 now. You're way early." Lay said and eyed your hand. He spotted the diary and you just followed his gaze.

"Hey.. Isn't that.. dad's diary?" Lay asked and you just looked up at him then nodded. "Yeah. It is." 

"May I?" He asked softly and held out his hand, you just wordlessly passed the diary to him. *It's not like he could read the most important part in this diary anyways. But.. The letter.. Oh ! The letter!* Your eyes widened as you had realized that the letter was tuck in the diary.

Just before Lay could open it, you immediately snatched the diary from him. Lay stared at you surprised. "What are you doing?" 

"Oh.. Erm! Well, I just want to get my homework paper out.. HA.. HA..." You laughed nervously and flipped open the diary for the paper but to your surprised, the paper was gone. ".. Where did it go..?!" You hissed under your breath and rapidly flipped through the pages.

"Yah! Slow down! His diary isn't brand new okay? You might rip it!" Lay came over to stop what you are doing but you couldn't control yourself. You were panicking too much over the missing paper. The paper that consists the most important secret of all.

"It's gone.. It's gone!" You gasped and stopped flipping the pages. You gave Lay a panicking look. Lay just stood there, confused but he was surprised by your reaction.

"Hey.." He started softly. "You okay? You lost your homework paper?" He asked and you just sighed. "I need to find it!" You said and immediately ran back to the track you had took from home.

Lay stood there, flabbergasted. But he followed you at last, afraid you might do something stupid.

Your eyes were glued onto the