Choi Minki of NU'EST could be perceived as a happy boy.He had everything:money,fame,a lovely boyfriend and friends.What else would you want from life?Any teen would make a kill to be in his place,to be an idol loved by millions of fans.

But he wasnt happy.I mean,he was,but it was a superficial happiness....like when you are in a dessert and drink a botlle of water,then you are fine for a while but when the refreshing effect is gone,you are in pain again...

For him,the days where like water and the nights like a mercilessly sun dessert.When the night came he felt useless,worthless,a nothing.He just crawled in his bed  and cried....each and every night...that was his daily routine for almost an year now.And he was scared but he didnt ask for help,neither from Baekho or the others,let alone prefessional ones.He was so used with that and everything became normal after a while...that was the thing that scared him the most.Anormal things becaming 'normal'.Because he knew that  meant he was more and more sick as days passed.

He tried to search over the internet about similar cases but there was nothing like his disease...he hated this word,'disease'..it made him feel like a 70 years old man which wait nothing but the reaper to came.The closest thing to his problem was depressia...but he was not sad all the time,he wasnt crying like a baby out of nowhere.His days were absolutely normal...he did rehearsals with other members,recoreded songs for the new album,the hung out,went to movies,he had with his boyfriends at least once a day...everything was perfectly fine.

But as soon as night was there things changed.All the well feelings disappeared and he was just...sad.Plain sad.Like nothing mattered anymore.He felt empty,a waste of space and air and....he was heartless.As if someone pulled out his heart and ripped off in hundred pieces.He could feel nothing,his mind and soul were a pure void.There were no Baekho,no passion for dance and music,nothing.Only a black hole,who seemed to attract him more and more and he kept falling inside,but never reached the end.Just like a stellar black hole,which catch everything,,even the light.

Here was the same,but the thing which got caught inside was not the light,but his soul.

When finally he went to a psycholog on his own,she said it's a severe form of 'fame depression' and he just needs to get used with his new kind of life.But he knew that is not gonna happen...he was used since the almost the very begining with this,still thing were the same,then and now.

Nobody knew he was an whole other Minki at nights,not even Baekho.He asked several times what's wrong with him,but Ren always denied everything and said:'i'am all fine,dont worry.just a bit stressed.i love you' And Baekho never was the insistent type of person,so he was satisfyed with his answers.

Ren couldnt find out why he felt that way so he soon gave up searching the cause  or fighting against it.He just accepted things and learnt to live with it. Alive and dead.Sun and moon.Fulness and emptiness.Fire and ice.

Day and night.