Yunho exhales and inhales repeatedly. Sometimes he goes faster then he slows down, the process repeats. He does not really know how many times he has done it already or why he is even doing it in the first place or why he is doing it on the middle of the road. He just does it, over and over again. Maybe, he thinks, he does it because it assures him that he is alive. Of course, he smiles, that is the answer. Then another question pops into his head: is he really alive? He halts exhaling and inhaling, and he frowns. For some reason he is feeling dizzy, and everything spins. Suddenly, out of nowhere, he wonders why he is not sure. Yunho closes his eyes for a minute, and he tries to relax. He tries to stop thinking. When he opens his eyes, he looks around, exhales and inhales repeatedly. Sometimes he goes faster then he slows down, the process repeats.

"Oh, Yunho," he remembers.